Whenever I hear old songs on the radio, I feel like crying.
I will always be kid at heart. There’s always a sudden leap of emotion whenever there’s a song that reminds of me of my old memories. Reminiscing I guess.
It’s just that, I can’t fully accept that I’m 18. I’m becoming mature. I’m growing. Growing to become adult. But still, there’s a part of me that won’t grow up. I will always keep with me my memories. Whether it’s a sad, tragic or a happy one. I am grateful to be a human being. I don’t know what to expect next but I will always accept whatever things may come.
After all, we’re just people. We cry, we laugh. We carry sentimental memories in our hearts. I’ll always appreciate everyone. I love living my life. Thank you Jesus!