My angel in my life
My star in the lonely sky
My island in the ocean
My haven from life

Packing up... I look around the room and I think back to the start. When the mattress was on the floor and the chairs were covered with clothes. When Fifth Wheel was on TV and the playstation was a necessary addiction. Found some stuff in the drawer that I opened up to read and pondered over what to do with them. Yup, packing brings back so much memories... memories that I've tried to cover up, hide away, brush aside.

I wonder if some things will always remain the same.