It’s Unfair


I am trying to write something I always dreamt of writing, but the sound of the clicking keypad is too loud. Your absence created a void in the atmosphere, and this void is magnifying all the small trivial things I do in my daily life.

It is unfair that you were taken from us violently and sudden, it is unfair that my world is moving on without you, it’s unfair that I am trying to sedate myself with all the average things I hate so the pain would stop.

I don’t want to crawl to my imaginative daydreams every time I want to see your face. I am detaching from my surroundings. I always was away from reality but I was in control, I kept my distance. Don’t lose me in my crazy thoughts as you are trapped in another dimension. A dark one.

All I want in this year is to see you free. That’s all. I don’t want anything else, nothing but to see you back in our world.

Hold on.

About Hummingbird

Feels strange when I talk about myself. It is just me.
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