Sunday, September 21, 2014

Monday Morning

Mournful face, facing to the screen, hard lips, sleepy eyes. I don't wanna go back. I always feel this detachment when I have to head back to college. And it's gonna be a long 3,5 years. It's gonna be full of lonesome and fake joy that I will try to create to entertain myself. But the longing of home is always gonna be there. My mother's cry, my daddy's smile, they will always be there. I feel weird having two homes at the same time. Not feeling welcomed in the real one, but not giving myself in to the new one. Sincere, maybe is what I should have by now. Acceptance. Love. I'm still doing it halfway. I could care less. Adieu.

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