When my phone rang, I picked up. I don’t hear any single word. It made me wonder. It made me worry. It made me feel uncomfortable. I can’t concentrate the whole day. I hit my toe and it became black.
When the sun set, I headed home. My head was spinning. My mind was floating. I felt the loneliness. I felt the pain. I felt scared. I felt tired. I hide under the blanket. My tears dropped…
2 comments:
The meaning of CNY is lost...
Hmm... it seems to be the norm for years :(
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