Definitely

I never thought that I'd miss everything there.
Actually, I never thought I could miss something or someone this much.

I absolutely miss the people there, my beloved ones. And sometimes, I just can't hold the tears any longer. I miss my super very best friends ever; our trip, jokes, quality times, gossips.

I miss my classmates and schoolmates, of course the teachers too.

I miss the massive buildings, the huge fields, the smells of the wind, the girls, the boys, the stories, the gossips, the mysteries, the activities, the floors, the canteens, the porches, and I miss the way it felt when I got off from my car in the morning, stepped into the school gate, and the wind swayed my hair and started to linger my body, and it smelt like tree and beach.

I miss my super very best friends; who always there beside me whenever I was in happiness or sadness, who willing and sincere to go forward to protect me, who always be the very first persons I told my story, and who always yelled and mad at me for my best. I know now they can't always be there beside me whenever I'm sad or happy, and now they can't always be the very first persons I told my story. But they're still my very best people I've ever known and best friends will always keep in touch and meet again. I just love them really much.

I also miss my old neighbourhood. The calm streets, the people, my friends, the parks, the neighbours, the flowers, the trees, the chirping birds, the smells of cut grass... Everything looks beautiful, calm, peaceful, comfort, and safe. That's where I first learned how to ride a bicycle, where I first learned how to ride a motorcycle... where I used to spend my afternoon time taking walk with friends. The atmospheres are what I miss really much.

I miss being home, literally, completely missing everything there.

And hey,

I'm still here too, http://colorsprinkle.tumblr.com or http://twitter.com/annisawp