#flashliterature

I'm sorry if I could not even bear looking at you in the mirror for I no longer see myself in you. Your eyes were always excited to meet the glorious ray of sunlight sneaking behind the window pane. Remember when you used to stretch your arms in front of the mirror, figuratively giving yourself a tap in the back? It was your way of convincing yourself that it was going to be a great day. Your lips once held powerful words you needed to hear, and you would be fine a minute after. You were once a tough guy. You are your only prerequisite; you needed no one to free yourself from the worries that had been eating you up last night.

I'm sorry if you have to feel that no one needs you in any possible way. I'm sorry if you have to fail over and over at things you love doing the most. I'm sorry if you have entrusted your heart to wrong people. I'm sorry if they had to break you countless of times. In fact, I lost count already of how many times you had to drown yourself in pillow and shout because the pain was excruciating. I'm sorry if you don't feel at home in your own house. Oh God! I remember you sneaking a piece of meat on the table because you were really starving. I'm sorry for the nights you had to sleep with wet pillow; your eyes just could not pull the tears back for it was too heavy. I am sorry if you had to look for a family in people whom they do not carry the same blood as yours. I am sorry for the unfamiliar places. You surely know it, you just had to unfamiliarize yourself to it because the place you once loved visiting now carries nothing but haunting memories.

Lastly, I am sorry for the indefinite time I had to give you to have yourself fixed. I am terribly sorry if I could not give you a certainty if you could still be fixed for this has been a familiar battle you once fought behind doors, but I am not sure if you could still have your way back breathing.