Bandung once was my second hometown. But then one by one closest friends was leaving, my time came as well, and since then it’s started feel less home.
But unlike many other weekend I spent in Bandung, last weekend I spent it with a lot of old friends. Made Bandung feel like Bandung I used to be. All those silly random conversations, cups of coffee, endlessly laughter, rain. Nostalgic hitting me. Once again, it’s feel warm like home. Remind me of that old dream of mine to have a small home in this city.
*dan lalu menghilang lagi*