I doubt we ever had this,
it has probably been thrown far far away and long long ago.
So far that I can't even catch a glimpse of its shadow, a whiff of its scent,
there's no trace of it.
Exasperated.
I have no idea what's the next step to take.
To run or hide or somehow force my way through?
My anguish is not that I'm giving up cause I'm alone, but because of the very fact that I'm not alone,
yet I have given up, totally.
Ah, this is indescribable .
Its weird to discover how long I took to realize that I had given up totally.
Exhausted, completely.
Sometimes, I can even feel that my heart is reluctant to pump.
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