Oh, I’m on… this is odd… Why am I on at this hour? It must be about 2am, I’m never on at this time.
He looks angry, I’ve seen him angry before but never like this. She’s crying, but she’s not talking, I don’t understand why they are like this tonight; I’ve never heard them like this before.
He’s left the room now, I’m still on, she is sitting on the bed; packing a bag, still crying. He angrily stormed off, he used words I don’t understand, it seemed heated, my kin is on in the next room now, he must be in there, I can hear him shouting.
I see so much from here, I’ve heard them during the night sometimes, it always sounds so intense, but joyous, I guess, I don’t really understand their behavior, but this right here is different, definite angry, a similar tone to when he was on his phone, yelling about being fired.
She has cried before, but not like this, and she didn’t pack her bag the last time she cried, that was after the other man was here, I heard the same intense and passionate sounds that night to, but the man I know wasn’t here, could that be what he is angry about?
He’s back, shouting at her to leave, now she’s angry… she’s throwing things at him, he seems good at defending himself…
ouch.
The room is spinning and I’m no longer on, darkness, now my kin in the other room is illuminating my room, my body… thousands of shards, I feel my self shattered into many pieces, what an odd sensation, I can’t light up anymore… but my body, I can see it everywhere… I’m so beautiful, what did she just say? something about breaking the light? I’m so tired now, I think I’ll just rest.

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