The mute cry~

After the loss of my half piece, sorrowful thoughts took place and they grew bigger and bigger, creating irremovable mask that was carved on my face. I used the remaining of his voice to find hope, but my heart was dead, so I lost the way to him. I embraced his shirt and smelled his scent as the memories were brought back by it dragging the guilt along the way, I let out a cry, a hopeless one because I knew he won’t come back, I cried and screamed as I held his shirt tighter hoping that he will replace the shirt and wipe out my tears, but alas. I’m mentally compromised as my cries cracked my soul. However, no one reacted to my screaming, it was mute to their ears and in the end my scream was the silence in my head!

Author's Note

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