Hometown

I just came back from kunningan and I feel this grave, sick and empty feeling
It is no doubt that me and my cousins hate going back home
Nontheless maybe because we haven't really felt what home really ment
We aka me and my cousins never understood why my loder brother and sisters loved going back home
But when I went back yesterday to come and see my whole family again to celebrate my little cousins manhood, I really felt like I was home
well, at least understood what it ment

I couldn't hold back the tears as I was bidding farewell to my family
I have realized that they have always wanted me back, and always loved and cared for me
while I was just always wanting to get away from them :'(
I have been keeping this huge egoism that I have never ment to change, and realizing how much pain I have given in return
Family in kunningan to me, is a place where you come back home.
Where you belong, became and grew mentally

Im quite satisfied that I have learned that before I leave
I will make sure that I see them more before I can't see them at all anymore

You never realized what you have got until its gone.
And that's definitely my lesson taught


I huge shoutout and love to my family there, CANT WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT TIME I COME SEE YOU GUYS :)