A memory from the past

Just now, I found my little brother's fifth grader photo. I first laughed about how small he was, and then I felt moved after remembering what we experienced a short time ago. I'm afraid of losing as everyone. I don't want to lose them, what I have or what I believe to have. 

After many years

After many years I updated my fb foto and I replaced it with this: an annoyed and shy guy from a webtoon I read recently. Why I kept the old one so long, I don't know, I loved for some reasons and now, I guess no matter how much I love, I need to change. things change so I am. I am annoyyed for some reasons and I try to survive; how long it will take I dont know. I hope it will not last forever. I want to find that peace now but I dont think I can find it anywhere. maybe I need to start to search from myself.