tic. toc.

Its in details. I’m a detail guy, you know.
I was taking some food, fill up my coke cup, then it came. the feeling, you know. missing, missing. with whom am I gonna share it when I get to my bedroom? where is she?
well, there was nobody. I would dine by myself.
time is on. clock is moving. my tears are dropping. and it will probably come to your mind. but not for now. and my waiting is painful. but I wait. quietly, here, I see, I wait, I be. I must.
tic, toc. remember me while the other things don’t come back at you.

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