Silence

I sit by the window. Nothing catches my attention. Torn. Inside and outside me are just a mess. Don't blame my silence. Don't blame my decision. Parts of me weren't my design, weren't my desire.

The only reason why I drew a borderline between us is because I am only trying to save myself. I was only trying to find my way back home again but its just a matter of time. Yes, time does matter 'cos it doesn't wait. In the end, this is the best thing I could do.