It’s 2.36 AM midnight, Cold wind injecting my skin and touching the cells. I feel very cold but my heart is aching, I feel the hollow space, I feel alienated.
I have love for materials be it a cloth to camera, but at my age I don’t cry longer if any of these apparatus gets malfunctioned.
I mourn for the loss of my older version - my child version who found an ecosystem equipped with love, care and affection.
Today in this cold weather, I felt heavy pain. I felt a loss. I felt so bad that I started writing and I know that it’s a raw content because I am not sitting with the pain.
I sometimes feel like crying but then I don’t.
I don’t know why.
I just feel sad.
Bye.
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