The book of memories| | p-n-k

I can't ~ Chapter 2

*1 month later*
The next day, was the same as always. Nobody to talk to. Just dead silence. I was probably thinking that I should go out or something.

I rose up from my bed trying to feel productive.

as a single person I was a very messy person.

I felt frustrated and started procrastinating.

UGH!

pacing to my bedroom filled with darkness I buried my self under my blankets.

This is my grave now...

For the past 2 hour I was still under my sheets. Only breathing in warm air.

Needy for air, I was very hungry.

WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF! I screamed with devastation.

The time was 12:45 still haven't had breakfast. Or you can say lunch. I found my ways to fall out of bed.

I always tell myself "why do I act like this" or "stop being like this because if you keep going you'll even sacrifice your life".

Picking up a pack of ramen, there was a cute little Polaroid of Mina and I.

I slowly rip it off the package and hung it on my refrigerator. tearing up and being an emotional guy.

I finally finished cooking and now time to eat.

I sat across the table and looked up to expect to find Mina there. But sadly not.

30 minutes later...

I changed in to my hoodie and joggers. Planning to go to the gym I walked down my apartment complex holding my protein shake.

45 minutes later..

Now it is around 2:50 maybe already 3:00.

I took a shower.
Lots of steam fogged my bathroom.
Reminding me about more memories with her...

Why am I here.

Why do I exist.

Kill me.

This depression made me feel like I was falling trough steam.

Thick.

Steam.

Jisung.

Jisung.

Jisung.

I ran to her.

Jisung!!!!

Everything went black.

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