Emotional?

I've being strangely emotional over these few days.
I'm again, back to piano, listen to the emotional and nostalgic songs that I refused to listen in the past, I've been daydreaming about going the scene going back to Japan, and visualizing the days when I was in China.
Strange. Very strange. This is the me last time. I'm not like that now.


My dear bruh has gone back to Australia. 
Another... Around half a year more.




She was cold as a winter blizzard that clings to your skin even after you’ve warmed yourself in front of the fire. She was warm as a summer heat wave that seemed to last a whole season without ever losing its warmth. She was fire and ice. She was all that there was to be in life and then some more. She was the reigning sun and the majesty of a moon, a split second of a nanosecond and an infinity. She was always present, lingering still, and then she was never there. She was a beautiful wrath of passion and overwhelming possibilities. Try as hard as you might, you couldn't tame her. She was like the waves on a sea, rolling in, rolling out, an unstoppable force that was gentle as a whisper and terrifying as a volcano begging to erupt. She was you. She was me.
- I think I should have fun away