A game

It was terrible and awful when someone left you. You could move on, do the best you could, but an ending was an ending. No matter how many pages of sentences and paragraphs of great stories led up to it, it would always have to have the last word. Same old questions have been haunting me all this while& there will never be an answer for it. I could choose to move on, but I choose to stay just for awhile. People change around you, be it their appearances or characters but memories still remains. I could have been clubbing nowadays, behaving more like a workaholic, going out with friends till late night and trying my best to make it home for dinner. I got tired sometimes, I don't know if people out there whom read my blog have ever thought of leaving Singapore and spend a few weeks out but I do. I just wanna leave this dumb place because I did dumb things here.