Why can't I feel happiness and even the urge of being interested on something?
Why do I suddenly feel like my heart is tearing apart after watching some episodes of The Temperature of Language? Is it because I can relate to the girl's character? That whatever happens, she is always kind and mindful, she is always smiling even the world is giving her a heartbreaking moments, she is laughing like she is enjoying being with her circle of friends, and she is just... just her.
Can I just— just go away from home
and leave this city?
I just want to be alone where no one will notice me. I just want to travel— to feel the wind, watch a view, screaming every word that full of pain and happiness, and experience what the other people experienced.
Can I just— just cry?
I cannot hide these emotions and feelings. I cannot focus on something, why can't I? Just... why? I cannot be... me...
again.
Can I just— just be alive?
I feel like I'm dead.
Can I just— restart everything? 'Cause I feel like I need to— I have to. I want to be what this mind thinks.
And in a blast, suddenly...
I wonder...
I wonder what it feels like to be the opposite of me?
YOU ARE READING
HER STORY (ON HOLD)
RandomAnd we thought it is enough to know her soul. We thought we already heard all of her voice- but it is not. "HER STORY" continues.
