Love/Hate

''I laid in the cold.
For last 100 years.
And be it a 100 more.''

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I used to be freer than the birds in the sky. Now I'm as free as a prisoner. My mind is my only friend, vivid pictures filled of no-memories. Different scenarios I play out. The main actress in all of them. If you think you know about loneliness, you haven't meet me....

The only link I share to the outside world is him.
Only him.
I love him.
I hate him.