at first i thougt it was a small prize to pay for screwing up so badly and for letting you move on.

i thought: we're finally free from eachother. this is the final goodbye.

this was after i runned away to africa, and left you when i came home. you literally told me to go to hell. so hell lives within me. it burns my fingertips, and silence reminds me of you now.

i left you. so i guess what i am asking is this. why are you still in my body? and where the hell can i look for you now?

i am soon going to china. now, i guess, i'm running away from the absence of everything.