A second-person angst story, a short piece of around ten thousand characters. Please don't read if it's not your thing.
[Blurb]
This suitcase is too big for an ordinary traveler, but for you, it's not just not too big, it's a little small. You can only fit your past twenty years into this one suitcase.
And twenty years is a long time.
You think of him again. You can't help it. He is your past twenty years.
The second-person perspective may be uncomfortable for some readers. Please read with care.
Theme:
Woo woo woo woo (┯_┯) I like you so much, why would you betray me?