Can you feel it?
When you went in total darkness, something expected will come.
So expected that it makes you cry and feel cold.
So expected that it makes your heart beat so fast.
So expected that you will feel it everytime it swallow you.
Because I can. Everytime. Now.
I am alone, and as expected, it came.
So fast that within a minute I cry. So sudden that I can't feel my heartbeat anymore.
So rush that I am burden in my own darkness again.
Because here I am. Reuniting with my old friend. My longest friend. My friend that I only can feel.
She wants me to come along. She's inviting me, hugging me, killing me.
Until the wet eyes become dry. Sticky cheeks doesn't matter. Vision's blurry, silent sobs, and a dead mind remains.