I am stucked here. Together with these dirty things that she kept. I can't seem to breathe. I'm suffocated with so much dust. I feel so hopeless. Will I ever get out of here?It was a long time ago, since the last time I've been out from this box. I keep remembering that night when she cried so helplessly as she held me in her arms. The walls of the room muffled her rants so that only a low murmur can be heard. I was also hurt while she's hurting. I'm in pain with every words that she jotted down on me. And I have felt her agony as she mumbled his name. She was broke, and I can't do anything but to listen with her thoughts. I was a gift that she received from him so I understand why she drawn daggers and knives in me. She said nothing then shoved me inside this box with her sad eyes.Days, weeks, and months had passed but I am still here, together with these dirty stuffs that she kept. And I was surprised as she finally opened the box. However
Last Updated : 2020-09-29
