I haven't written in a long time, and I feel very confused!
Cried many nights. . .
Finally I feel what loss is and what regret is.
I went out for a day and walked on the streets. I understood what hunger is, what thirst is, what lovelornness is, what hurt is, what sweetness is, and what pain is.
I make my body hungry
The city I have always rejected I want to let it wake up in my body little by little and then fall in love with it
Forced to like it