Dawn
Dawn, a beautiful dawn that brought back my fond teenage memories.
I miss those days when me and my friends used to wake up at 4 a.m., roam around each other’s house, make noise, gather together, and head toward the beach.
I miss those days when me and my friends used to trolling down the beach, fighting for spot to play soccer, then wait for the girls to bring back food and eat together.
I miss those days when me and my friends raced for the buoy, far from the shore so we could play pirate out there.
I miss those days when me and my friends used to cycle back and forth for hours on the beach road, relax after private tuition, watch the sunset, or just simply feel the strong wind blowing at us.
Memories are memories, I’m now standing there alone, like a stranger, a fish out of water. The scene hasn’t changed much, only without my crew in there.
Peace out my friends, whatever you do, do it good, so we will meet again, one day.