私はいつもここにいる

Once again. Dreamed once again.

We crossed path, and pretended to not notice.Two people who exchanged vows, now passed each other without even glancing.

The familiar throb in my chest, I thought I wouldn't have to experience it again. This tightening vice I left behind, it still dangles inconspicuously around my heart.

A red string leading to the outside of my room. Tied to my right little finger, it lays there weakly. Asleep, undisturbed and slightly feverish, I tug lightly at the string to see if it is attached to something.

The temperature lowers, and the night is still young. A silent footsteps outside and a vacant home in the neighborhood. Loneliness even when surrounded by people. Trapped within a physical container that hosts another soul.

Entitled to this, was I? All due to my cruelty, now I am forced to stay within this white room. As always, I am cultivating another demon in the comfort of this encroaching white walls.

Please. Let me go.

Souls of places past, an echo in the background. A resonance in the air. Glowing light that grows faint with every second passing. Another shadow lingers and a rough awakening inside the bed.

The mad night has a grip on me, and I am still escaping. This device that is supposed to connect to the collective consciousness of the people, will it save me? Will I be enslaved by it like any other people? We are trading the warmth of companionship for the steady hum of electricity.

大丈夫。
私はいつもここにいる。

The ceiling is alone.
The keys are still here.
The sun's asleep, and the blanket still smell like you.
It's okay.
I'll be fine here.

Awaiting for the dates of remembrance, and my own rebirth into another me.