"But I don't wanna go yet..."
"...neither do I."
There's a hint of loneliness that lurks around when I pack my hostel room. Emptiness simply settles in too fast, just like the dust in my room. As the cupboards empty themselves of clothes and accessories, I thought of the memories we have shared in my room for the past year. It has been a great year, but now its time to go home. I sat down on the bed last night watching you pack, too quickly.
Even by myself, I started packing, and stopped. And started again, only to stop after one bag is filled. The emptiness that seizes you in that moment was just getting a little heavy in me. Then again, I have to move from hostel to home, and start work on my new home.
So many things. So little time.
"...neither do I."
There's a hint of loneliness that lurks around when I pack my hostel room. Emptiness simply settles in too fast, just like the dust in my room. As the cupboards empty themselves of clothes and accessories, I thought of the memories we have shared in my room for the past year. It has been a great year, but now its time to go home. I sat down on the bed last night watching you pack, too quickly.
Even by myself, I started packing, and stopped. And started again, only to stop after one bag is filled. The emptiness that seizes you in that moment was just getting a little heavy in me. Then again, I have to move from hostel to home, and start work on my new home.
So many things. So little time.