I recall the sound of you twisting open a bottle containing your medicine. The smell of medicine drifted through the air, and it pained me to see you swallow those pills with water so clear that it reminded me of what you were like before. So I hid in my room and started to cry, but you will never know.
I recall the sound of you lighting up a cigarette. The brand was Marlboro. The smell of cigarette drifted through the air, and it pained me to see you breathe in the smoke with strength so new that it reminded me of what you were like before. So I hid in my room and started to cry, but you will never know.
6:37 PM - and Time will say nothing but 'I told you so'. Check out Chinese version of my bleeding voice [here].
