love-hate

Love-hate relationship, the epitome of our connection to the world and its inhabitants. Haha. For me KL always invokes a longing, towards something that i can never truly explain, or understand for that matter. Am i truly belong? Or just a transit that never meant for me? I cherish my freedom living alone, yet sometimes i crave the company. The longing sometimes translate to the man that i want to be, whereas now i have become the very man that i hate. I want to change the world, but hardly change myself.