Here I go

I'm leaving tomorrow.
So I'll prolly feel heavy again.
After all that time spending with friends.
After all that getting used to.
After all that adjustments that I've made for myself.

I'm going back.
I can't seem to understand why I do things that I know I'm going to miss so much.
The people, person, feelings, reasons. Leaving it all here.

I keep telling myself that it's not important.
I'm not going to talk about it anyway.
It's important to me.

"We'll see.."
I don't know if I can be contented with just that..

Probably not. I guess my reply's the same..
"We'll see.."

Sick

Pondering.
Wondering.
Thinking.

What's on my head?
Alot of things.

I need to make questions.
I need to find the words.
I need explanations.
I need answers.

Somebody explain this to me.
Why?
This could go on forever.
Why?

I'm leaving.
My emotions, feelings and my reasons are coming with me.