in remembrance of the past

i can still remember vividly of my house in subang. how my room looked like, felt like. i remember the spacious kitchen. i remember the living room. i remember the view i'd see out of the window from my room. i remember how it feels like when you sit outside the patio for tea.

it feels like home.

i remember my room when i was studying in university. i remember how the halls at the kulliyah looks like, every nooks and corner of kaed. i remember the feeling of having friends just by yourside. i remember the giddiness of making plans with friends to go out after class. i remember packing for study trips and having a blast working on-site. i remember presenting during final presentation and getting praises for it.

it feels like anything is possible. it feels like the world is in your hands.

what do i do with all these feelings that i yearn to feel again. life that waits for no one. it moves without warning and leaves you dumbfounded over what-ifs and would be possibilities that you were just to cowardly to take.

i am not sorry of where my course of life has gotten me. but i am sorry that i can never feel those moments again.