Reminiscing the past makes me swoon.
Back then, I AM ME. The cool me, the happy me, the fun-loving me, the down-to-earth me, the not-caring-much-about-what-people-think me. And the times spent were all worth it. Miss the old days so much. Miss the guys there too.
And now, I’M NOT ME anymore. People change with time. Yes, I know. But when I look at me now, I can barely recognize the other person staring back at me and it doesn’t please me at all.
I’m missing my inner me. And I need to find her again.