When the time comes for me to leave, I tend to cling like a baby monkey, to whatever comes in my way. I turn into this emptional fool and subject myself to hurt and pain. And baby this hurt remains even after parting ways.
For the past one and a half years, I kept on repeating that I absolutely hated this place. And now, I begin to notice things I love, people I have started to depend on, those I am going to miss.. And I am scared.
I can see the patterns emerging this time around as well.. But now that I know, will I be able to contain myself and not go bersek ??
I will definitely try. Lets see..