sitting here on my bed with my notebook on my lap.
the exact way i would be in when i want to chill out in the comfort of my room in perth,
except here is another different place.
i missed the nights where i'm alone in my small cosy room with my warm lighting on.
i missed the cold nights; all snuggled up under my lovely blue sheets.

maybe some of you may not understand or might even question.
i have only been away two years from here, and i come back here every semester breaks.
yet home, ain't here anymore to me.
i have learned to live away and alone in another place;
another place which i makes me feel more relax and at ease with - another home.
that is the place which i learned to appreciate more after i got back to here.

i missed my blue dice by my bedside.
the alarm would go off on it to tell me it was time to wake up for lectures.
i missed my privacy.
i missed wearing my bedroom robe.
and i left my dog poster on my sliding glass door. darned. all because i was moving out. it was my birthday gift. anyway it is okay, cos i wouldn't have it on my wall over here either.
most of all, i missed the freedom i had.

the days have past.