regrets from me who didn't see you suffer.
in my arms as i called you mine.
the light in your eyes disappeared as time passed and i didn't bother to question it.
wish serendipity hit me earlier.
wish i could bring you back, my sunshine.
disclaimer.
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even though my steps are quiet, i feel like everyone can hear them. watch me walk through that corridor. ugh, i hate it. i hate being here already.
the white door with the number 4; a neutral room in which the bright light reveals every so little detail in that room. no one to see yet. sitting down on the chair, my legs are shaking as i try to distract myself from the fact i'm really here. i did it. i'm here.
and for all that, thanks to the person who's the reason for me to be here. yes, exactly here. at the psychiatrist.
my eyes wander through the cold room as something flashed up in my mind. something that happened, something familiar. -the white wall.
tears startto form in my eyes again. seems like the fact i've already cried today morning doesn't work for me to not cry again. ...a white wall that makes me remember that moment even though i don't wanna.
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