We Are Just EXtrangers

"How can someone move on? How does people move forward? How does life continues after being broken?"

These were the questions I've asked the moment I opened my eyes the following morning. It is a bustling Monday --- supposed to be --- but had to turn off the alarm few hours ago. I'm in my room, laying on the bed, and wide awake but got no energy to move. My room was that pretty, and white, and full of fun but it became sad, black and plain this morning. It's as if something destructive has struck --- but it's just me throwing the four corners upside down. It's as if the heart was taken from it --- and it was taken last night.

Last night --- oh! Last night might've been the turning point of everything then! What did I do? What did you do to your life, Jessica? Oh God, no.