Today is the last day of May.
I can't believe that my most favorable month of the year is over. This time I didn't even notice when it started, I used to celebrate this month with every minute, every May drizzle, every anxious minute and every flutter of a heart.
All of which empowered me and my thoughts and my "soul" and my...
But now? Here? I didn't notice it's May, I didn't notice it's me
and
time
and I didn't notice I lost it.
It's not about tropics or Singapore,
not anymore,
this time it is in me,
and for a second I thought,
about this "stagnant detachment",
naive excuse,
but I do,
I do know the reasons,
it is
me
:(
I'm broken.
Today I feel so empty and silent.
