Chapter 8
Saturday. I wanted to rest.
Stay in bed all day.
Doing nothing, not even thinking.
But my mind didn't know how to rest.
I broke down and started cleaning,
I picked up everything that was thrown around, and there was no way to stop.
And with the mess, it was not even related.
All the sufferings, all the bad times, all the fantasies and stories.
Thought that you could erase all that, but it's a long process.
And unfortunately, I still love you, although I don't confess it to you.
After you, even water tastes bitter.
Like a memory backup.
You plugged the USB into the port, and one after another story, all the love, every feeling as if it had never died.
Tried unplugging it quickly.
It has been in vain, every attempt.
That power was taken away by the wind, I guess that will make you happy.
Reality hit me even harder.
My internal screams wanted to come out. To leave.
As if that were possible.
And how to continue, how to live?
You disappear, you appear, or you treat me as if I were invisible.
That last call, how the hell did you dare? It was on purpose and you didn't even regret it!
I left you with her, it must be for a reason.
I repeated to you until I got tired, It's time for you to forget about me, now!
Maybe I can't, but you can,
At least for a while, I was yours… almost.
Disclaimer:
The stories are seasoned with a lot of drama, and the characters are fictional because the drama starts when logic ends. ☺
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