break the walls || hyunlix

Some people say loneliness is quiet.
Bullshit.

I hear his cries through the wall. Always at night. Always when I'm smoking on my balcony.
I shouldn't be listening, but it's so loud. The pain. His pain. My pain.

We're both broken. Both messed up.
Both broke and living in a shitty apartment we can barely afford.

We don't know each other. But somehow, his pain bleeds into mine.
And maybe that's the closest thing to connection we'll ever get.