• artlock 9w

    An open letter to SS

    Mine soul is in your hands.We met like strangers.The period was too darky and blackish.I don't even think that we will be this much close like a paper attached to glue.Yes, I don't even think of fall in love with you.Yes, it happened with the flow.Our vibe is so unique.Always you asked me, Why you loves me this much? Now I'm telling you the reason.You know, always we fight, that each fights we both really enjoyed a lot.It's the 5 th fight in our relationship.Yeah, the highest fight in duration.It's going to be 50 hrs.These 50 hrs literally my body was on this earth.But my soul is in your hands.Yeah from outside i tried a lot to be normal.I skipped my meals.I cried day & night.I always sit in the same chair on same corner by remembering our past moments.A 50 hrs feels like a 50 years.My nostril nerves got heavily pained.Blood flawed through the hands but i didn't took any pills.I can't drink or smoke because i gave you the promise.It all happened that last night.My funny prank became the reason for my own destruction.Dear Mirakee, tell her to come back.I need her back.I need my little cutie Munni.We both know we don't have any reason to fight.200 message.Around 100 miss calls.Mirakke tell her that now I'm a dead walking corpse.Tell her to give back my soul.
    ©artlock