🍍 They were those times I could not even speak out on what was wrong with me. I could not sleep with the dry land days and wet sore eyes. I didn't have a reason why a note and a blue color pencil beside my pillow to scribe whatever comes out instantly. I offended everyone. Perhaps I was crazy and out of control for I couldn't find a reason for anything. 🍍 I heard them talking about me, and I was badly broken. I knew what they were up to. They didn't know that I was listening everything by sitting right next door. I wasn't sure why she did it. But now I know that "everyone can't love everything completely. There is a debt in everything, which makes it perfectly complete." 🍍 I never told her what she was to me and my love to her imprinted on pages and screens. Every time I tried to say to her but I went nervous and my emotions were under the snow. I was more or less a dork. Every night when I close my eyes to fell asleep, I wake up in our world looking at each other. Most of the time, I woke up unable to see our first moments. But I end up in darkness by the final day. How sad, we don't know anyone's the-end-day? So, we can't celebrate the farewells with never ending goodbyes. 🍍 I wish I didn't leave her alone. And the sick me don't have the power and courage to stop thinking about her eyes and emotions then. I sense it everything in a train of events. She left me but I let her go away is more appropriate to accept. I never told her anything what it was to have her on my side, but I know she was mine. And there is this thing I don't probably know how many more sheeps I have to count on, that left on my nights, thinking that she didn't love me anymore. It literally is breaking my head. Previously I don't name the condition but I have one to name it!!! ______________________ #amomentofsilence #missingtheincredible https://www.instagram.com/p/CLE9BsGJ9Zt/?utm_medium=tumblr