Holding on onto memories. Will it last?



So far I'm homesick for Alex, I'm skipping classes now, not motivated to study. I think I need someone, just a person who listens. I don't need a shoulder to cry on.

Because I can cry by myself just fine.
I think I misses my other family there. Keep telling myself that I'll go back to Egypt but will it be just a dream?

Sometimes wish that the stupid revolution doesn't exist.