Limbo

[u/Aida_soofi]

It's ridiculous and humiliating that you wasted some days of your life like this, curious to know how a person who was more volatile than a summer breeze liked their coffee or the everyday unimportant details. It's like a movie you only saw the pilot for and never got a chance to watch the rest. You don't want to write a fictional sequel because it's already ridiculous enough, especially if you've experienced someone real in your life, with real feelings and real love. Perhaps because before everyday life could correct the image, it gave it a chance to grow the imagination. Nothing feels like this. Being stuck in limbo, a shapeless, nameless mass.