I listened closely to the sound of my apartment hoping to hear any noise from you but I can only hear your absence. Reality bites indeed. It was like a slap on my face that depletes all my oxygen all in just one go. I cried silently for all the hopes and prayers that I made a while ago. I cried for the memories that my mind cannot forget…all my firsts, I gave freely but I felt that it was taken lightly. I cannot blame anyone but myself.  I let myself cry just this time with a promise not to go back and remember this moment once again.   

It was late afternoon, when I decided to push myself to move and took a shower. I can see and smell traces of you in my pillow, in my bed and in my bathroom.  You cared enough to left a cigarette in the trash bin letting me know that what happened last night really bothers you.

I clean the whole apartment wishing that I can also clean the mess that I created along with it. I went for a walk just to clear my mind and think of what to do the next time I see you.  I never felt so empty before it feels like a better part of me was taken away…

I saw your restless shadow as I approached my place, so I took a deep breath and muster all my strength and talent in acting to face you…  

“Where have you been? Aren’t you cold? You should have put more layers of clothes. It’s lat