I've been feeling it every now and then ever since this semester, a feeling that I will come to miss my days in school and regret not treasuring them.
I felt it distinctly as I watched students walking out of class chatting and smiling and realised that this is my final semester in this place.
4 years have passed and it is not as though I've bummed my way through. The photos I took and the videos I shot reminded me that, despite how distant it feels now, I really did quite a lot in my days here.
I can't say I won't miss this place. I thought I can but I now think I cannot. But let me not burden anyone with the sort of romantic despair many people seem to parade their longing for schooldays with.
I've been here, had my chance to live to the fullest, tried to do so sometimes, failed and now moving, looking on.
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