.:a sUdDeN sLiP:.

for illustration only *wink*

I’m staring at my ceiling.

Its 2 am n Im staring at my ceiling.

Its dark, n its 2 am, n Im staring at my ceiling..

I try to count times..and memories..both happy and sad,…both beautiful n tragic…both worth remembering, and even the one that worth being forgotten…

I try to grasp something. Something solid within the dark. Something that I can hold onto. But the only thing I could feel is your shadow, n even that didnt last long, as since there is no light, the shadow diminishes into the black darkness.

Then I felt struck by guilt. The guilt that come in consequence of the path that I choose. The path that bring us both closer and far more apart at the same time. The guilt that came along with the hidden secret I keep my whole life, the one that threaten to rupture itself everytime I look at you. The one that make my whole body numb and shaking everytime I think about you. The one that gave me goosebumps whenever I heard your voice even from the other side.

I feel I should be sorry for dragging you into this uncertainty..
…except that I’m not..

So, now, right now, at 2 am, in the darkness, staring at the ceiling, there’s nothing in this world I wish more than your voice telling me its safe for me to fall asleep..

p/s : less than 24 hours before officially declare self as 5th year suck-up medstew

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