time ▪ kim jisoo

02

It was a sunny Monday morning when I had woken up to the sound of the neighbors being loud like always.

Almost every day you can hear the neighbors yelling at each other because of their unhealthy relationship.

I once slid a paper under their door that had an address to a therapist that could help them.

But, they just kept yelling.

I looked over to my right to see the other side of the bed was empty.

He must already be at work.