Writings in the Dark

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About midnight last night, I went to bed. I turned off the lights then laid down. But my eyes were open and the only light I see is that of coming from the outside of the window. But then I saw fire, I felt it. It's a familiar feeling of burning. Then I heard two sounds: one that's coming form the electric fan and the other is coming from me. Slowly, the sound that's coming from me, similar to the pounding of drums, overcame my ears. The sound became louder and louder. As I examined closely, I realize that it's coming from the inside of the middle of my chest. It vibrated throughout my entire body, it was deafening.

Then I decided to pay attention to what I am thinking, I realize it was him again that's inside my head. For two months he brightened my days but he brought me doom the very day he decided to turn his back from me. I can even remember that day, the exact scenario and how it looked like.

"I'm back." I gasped as I realize I am still here in this room covered with darkness. Then I decided to get my ballpen and some scratch paper and drafted this post. You know, I can write in the dark, it's one talent I am really proud of, lol.

Then suddenly LOL changed its meaning to me. LOL -- Labor Of Love.

I have to sleep already but I... am afraid for reasons that's too much to mention.

Maybe I was just missing him.

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