I'm afraid. Afraid things will change. Afraid something will happen. Afraid anything will happen. Afraid one day everybody is going to walk away from me. Afraid one day that I would realise I have no one but myself, no one by my side. I am afraid. Afraid that the only thing left of the world from the view point of my eyes are silhouettes. Just silhouettes. Dark figures cast. People walking away. Shadows too, maybe. As if I don't know anyone any more. Nothing but strange black figures that I can't make of.
Silhouettes, pretty in artistic movements. Not a pretty thing in life. I don't want people to walk away from my life and just leave nothing but footprints for me to see and scars for me to feel. Why enter my life when you are just going to leave in the end? Why. I don't want things to be this way, where I don't know anyone, where I don't see anyone. But silhouettes.
Separation has never been easy, and everyone knows that. But what if one day the only way to escape from this world is separation? What if one day everyone leaves you? What if one day you wake up and nobody remembers you or recognizes you?
Do you really exist in the world if no one remembers you?
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