Past few weeks I've been reading some of the old completed books I've had my liking to. I miss those feelings I read them for the first time and there was this pinch of hurt because those words, those stories, those book itself were so beautiful I could merely describe. I cried because it still hurts. I wish I could appreciate those authors for their precious time, efforts and intellectuals. And sometimes it's not just about fanfictions, the other books neither even.. the storyline, the plots, the ideas.. I fell out of words to form a sentence I could express just simply. I could cry all day.
I was inactive for a year, because I was just busy with highschool and graduation stuffs. I sometimes came back to take off my mind because well I just never left I guess? yeah.
And now that I'll be soon off to college, I realised I should begin to read some of these masterpieces few more times until I leave sooner or later yet again.
And I began my journey as a silent reader (sometimes I do comment tho lol) when I was 15 and here I am already 18 and on my way to future and I won't be a teeny tiny teenager anymore ahahaha.
(Message to self)
Goodbye but never say that. Come back or miss the place once.