They never said anything about that night. They never said anything about the fight. When the blue skies turn blue, and the sun is covered in grey. I cannot stand the voices of my past that echo in my head. The memories that catch my eyes reflection of me, when I try to visit his shallow nightmare on that specific prior. Makes me tremble, and puts my hands to jitter, feeling this rising pounds of my heart. Each pace makes my emotion worsen like crashing shores. “YOU! WILL NEVER BE THE SAME!!” The repetitions of voice pierce my ears. Those voices cause my energy to turn to fatigue. I hear each of his voice lashes at me. The only thing that I can remember is the pain that’s on my wounds and the shame of what I’ve been. I will tell you where it all began.

It started back in December on Christmas Eve. Back when I met the first love of my life. Adam Kane, his blond hair, and his deep grey and crisp eyes were seen looking on a Christmas tree full of cupid lights. The illumination glows green, red, and blue as I saw him enjoy the nice view of the spectacular Christmas. A snowflakes gently falls to my hands, as I check on my palms. “Christmas looks lovely, right?” I released the words on my lips. And glance at the stranger beside me. His rims spread while he replies “Well, it’s my first time feeling its spirit”. We both grasp air in our lungs to sigh. We stay there for a long, only to embrace the night. Although as days pass by, we start to get along, to text messages, then transcending to calls. We start to meet ourselves regularly, the calendars tear themselves months per month as the days goes by. Adam was...