When you really have to say goodbye...

Leaving the place where you were born and then grew up, does really suck. I mean you're about to leave all those memories behind and just letting it be the past. The place where you no longer can stay, the place that you'll visit rarely.. And when you miss that place, all you can do is just remembering what you used to do and all the memories. I wonder how people moves and forget their childhood place so easily. Like, for me, it's so hard to let all of that go. The things you used to live with back then, the things you used to do, the moments you had in that place, the time that you spent with your families in it, the occasional and traditional things you've done in it, and all that kind of stuff that you're going to let go. But life must go on and can't stuck in the past. 

"It’s all said and done, it’s real, and it’s been fun." - anonymous