The truth Untold

Chapter 1 - Yoongi

🎼 Day6 - I need Somebody 🎼

Darkness...

It has always been crazy for me to see how blind people can go through life without any possibility of seeing.

It has always been crazy for me to see how exactly these people have excellent hearing.
What's actually so simple, because they lost the ability to see things so other abilities are growing. But still...

I concentrate fully on the light melody in the background, which completely takes over the room and therefore me, and kinda lifts me up into the sky, so to speak.

The sounds caress my ears and I feel myself slowly relaxing and my body calming down more and more.

The shock from yesterday is still deep in my bones and I just can't explain why I was spitting up blood.

The only explanation would be, that all the coughing might have burst a small vein in my throat and caused all this.
Something like this has happened to me before,when I blew my nose and I'm still alive.

I don't feel any major changes in my body either.
I'm really fine. Maybe not mentally, but I am definitely too young for my body to say goodbye now. As i still can myself call young by turning 27 at the beginning of the Year.
It's also not helping when my friends call me Grandpa as a nickname.

My thoughts are still circling around the meaning of life when my senses register a gentle breath of air.

So much for peace and quietness.

I keep my eyes closed when the person makes their presence known by clearing their throat. That alone tells me exactly who that specific person is.

"I hope it's something important, Joonah.  Right now is a bad time, you know.", I said, noticing how hoarse my voice sounds.

When was the last time I spoke to someone? It seems like forever.

I should do something for my vocal cords and have a tea with honey later. Maybe putting some candles on and watch something on the TV. Haven't done that in days.

Namjoon, my best friend, sighs and sits down on the couch next to my legs.

Something definitely had to have happened.
He usually only comes over for lunch and that was hours ago. Since that no one came around here. Sounds kinda sad, but Namjoon is actually the only person who steps by. Mostly to check if I'm still breathing.
My other coworkers only have ever sended me messages via Whatsapp and emails, what I don't mind at all. I've always been more of the reserved person.

The soft light coming from my computer hurt my eyes as i open them and they need time to get used to it. Maybe I'm really THAT old.

While I squeeze my eyes, my gaze wanders to the clock hanging above my setup. The numbers have just jumped to 11:34 p.m. Wow...
I've completely overdone it again, even though I wanted to get my sleep rhythm back to normal. I'll be so fucked up again.

Great...

Frowning, my eyes wander back to Namjoon. I rub my eyes with the back of my hand while I try to sit properly on my Ass.

"What are you even still doing here? Don't you have an annoying boyfriend at home?", I said a bit struggling to push me up.

My best friend recently moved in with the love of his life and is on cloud nine despite being together for 4 years. Gross.
But it was great to see the two of them so happy. I hope it stays that way forever. Namjoon deserves more than the best and I'm rooting with all my heart for them.