Purpose of My Existence
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“It’s funny isn’t it?”
The girl smiles bitterly, followed by a sarcastic laugh. How much she pities herself now.
“What’s funny?”
“It’s pitiful, isn’t it? How much I feel like but I cannot even cry for myself? I am pitiful.”
“Stop saying that you are pitiful. Stop saying like that. Because you’re not.”
“It’s easy for you to say, HanBin. But believe me; you know deep down there that I am right. Am I?”
She is, he thought.
Because he, too, pitied himself.
When he wanted to run away and leave all the responsibilities, all the troubles, all the stress he has; he cannot. When he wanted to cry, he cannot. He also cannot cry for himself, but let others cry for him instead.
“Then let’s be pitiful together.”
Her body stops trembling for a few seconds, but then it continues.
“Share the pain with me, and I’ll also share mine with you.”
Purpose of My Existence
Foreword
Hey,
I don't know what to say to you guys actually, after disappearing for so long, I think I don't even have the right to say sorry to you guys.
Well, I seriosuly don't know what to say.
I kind of feel up and down lately, and suddenly, I feel like the way to let all of those feelings out is to write it down, then post it here. Like, where else I can pour out my feelings to other people while still being anonymus, right? Kkk.
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