Do you know that feeling of not being able to breath properly because something terribly wrong has happened? You open your mouth in despair and inhale as hard as you can but you still feel dizzy and about to faint.

There are some things that can make your whole world, truth change. Everything you took as right or granted is no longer valid. And you just wish that life itself would be nothing more than perception. You just wished that death was not the end of the journey.

So you sit around, on the cold carpeted floor, looking through old photographs, old text messages, old notebooks, old sweaty shirts that never got around to get washed, wishing that these so real objects will bring them back, stop them from slowly slipping away from this world and ultimately, from your memory.

But it doesn't work.

And sooner or later, you will stand up and chuck these objects aside.

Because I am still alive, but you are not, anymore.