The next thing I know, I was accompanied by the sound of beeping machines. When I read all the messages that my friends sent to me, I was in tears. I feel important. I missed them so much. And I finally getting them back. Should I be sad that I failed in trying? But at least I got my friends back. But I'm not an attention seeker. It's not my fault I didn't succeeded. Or is it? I don't even know, to be honest. I texted all of them saying how much I missed them and I'm sorry for making them sad and anxious. Everyone was writing on how much they regret all the things they did and why they did it. To be honest, I was scared. I'm not ready to face it again. But, if it's for them, I'll try.
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lonely [PERSONAL PROJECT 2020]
Şiirand when someone stare into your eyes, would you speak the unspoken words, the undelivered feelings and the truth untold?