Last Chapter

I feel nauseous.

Feels like I’ve been shot at the back, went straight to the pit of my stomach then went back out. I feel like fainting, my breath seem can’t catch up.

There seems to be a slight jolt of pain in the heart every time I exhale.

My tears are swelling but I learned a trick that when you shake your feet, your tears will dry out. Well, I admit, two or more teardrops fell.

And all of a sudden, I instantly became sleepy. I never wanted to sleep like I want to now.

I want to vomit. Not to let out the food I just so lovingly ate, but to let out all the disgust I have for myself and for what I did.

No, nothing’s wrong with me.

Im just describing what I felt when I told you to get out of my life.