I left my hometown 15 years ago. But never arrived anywhere else.
Numb with the loneliness I feel in a world so full of people, I turn my eyes away. My pupils disappear into the sides. And pop back up on the other end. I didn’t know you could do that. Look inside yourself.
A pair of eyes stare back. A creature that looks like a younger me. His eyes hold helplessness. It enchants me. I stare into his eyes so deep I see his insides. Floating in there are three shapes.
A box. I open it, reach inside. But never find a bottom. An endless emptiness.
A circle. I go closer. It’s not a circle, but a spiral with infinite rings. A spiral made of fear.
A triangle. Twisting, turning, pinching his flesh with its sharp edges. He’s in crisis. Asking for urgent help.
The darkness of his insides scares me. It’s the first thing that moved me in a long time. The pain. It made me fall in love with him. I forget that my true feelings are hidden somewhere. In this space. Yet this damn creature is standing in the front. I’m frozen. His vulnerability so dramatic I can do nothing but stare.
This place was my final hope. And I can’t escape it.
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