I crave to put on make- up and dress up for no reason.
I miss locking myself in my room- crafting until dawn and letting all my ideas out.
I didn’t mind getting lost in my own world.
I want to forget about everything for even just a week.
I crave… to live.
I want to lay on the beach with my jiggly body being baked under the sun.
I don’t mind if I’m out of shape.
I want to smell the salty air, feel the warm breeze and sweat all over.
I wish I could just go to the beach.
Summer’s almost gone, what have I done?
I sat everyday either studying, listening to lectures or helping an old lady feed herself.
All year, I craved for the sun’s hot kisses.
I always tan every year but this time, I’m bloody pale.
Pale like a porcelain doll, well… not THAT pale.
I’m “asian” pale.
I envy pictures of beach trips, sunburns and sunglasses.
I envy people enjoying their vacation while I stay indoors.
How could I let myself spend my time like this?
Of course, I have to sacrifice something to become somebody.
In time, I’ll look back and cherish these days.
Someday, I’ll have my own time too.