dazed.

I was once trapped in a phase where I didn't stop telling people about my broken heart, at that time it hurt. I still remember, even a little.

Eroded little by little, scattered with all the particles in the universe.
My destruction is scattered everywhere.

All I know is that now I am only a body that is dazed in a death of a feeling.
I was careless to continue to let my feelings be pounded by pain that I thought was nothing to me.
Evidently,
I am nobody.

I lost, my feeling was carried away and then killed.

Now what I want is an eternal departure,
So I can get back together with my feelings that I can't find in this universe.