Family was here for two weeks but it felt like they were here with me in just the blink of an eye. In one of those nights, we went strolling at the border where night lights from ships and the skyline at Johor Bahru gave color to a seemingly dark night.
Memories at the border is always lovely because it is always with people I love. However, the pictures I took gave me a certain kind of melancholy that magnifies solitude. For someone like me who has lived away from family and home most of my life, there is a longing that cannot be filled easily by the city's countless attractions.
Tonight, I am missing my loved ones. But everyday I pray to be closer to them because I know even borders cannot keep me from moving.