It’s funny how reading an old blog can bring back so many memories.

Memories which smacks a smile on your face.

Memories which pulls your heart into a thousand directions.

Memories which makes you miss somebody who shouldn’t matter anymore.

Well, what I miss right now is

the way I used to express myself.

How it came so easy and effortless.

How I sounded so intelligent and callous.

I guess I’m lacking of inspiration

and of a muse.

I miss the old ming.

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