Life is in a static state...
Nothing much, no excitment, no heart-breaking; it is just nothing much. As if the world just stood still, so still that only the buzzing sound in the head tells the existance of oneself.
Life is in its silent mode...
No more fairy tales.
And I don't walk purposely down the street just to bump into you and feel the heart-bumping feeling anymore, because you are no more there and the music of yesterday just stopped.
Life keeps quiet like how I choose to be quiet of your departure.
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