𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐧/𝐍~

~𝙋𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 3 𝘼.𝙈~

Why all our insecurities and fear come out right in front of our eyes at 3 AM?
What is the importance of this eerie hour?
You are lying on your bed and looking at the ceiling and as you witness the flashes of the long lost memories, tear drops slip down the corner of eyes.
You are alone.
You are vulnerable.
You are fragile.
One wrong step in the trail of memories and you will be lost in the maze of self-loath and self-doubt.
No escape, eh?