DIARY ENTRY 001
-jeongguk.

Time, loving, and living.
Everyone says they connect the dots, that they harmonise each other. But these three things are useless, I blame the person who had created these in order to create humanity, mould us into a construct of finite and infinite things, which we had to follow (filled with potholes of flaws).

What use is time when the person you love is taken away by its ruthless never waiting ticks and tocks, what use is time and loving when all it does
is make you not want to live, and makes everyday just pass by in seconds.

Death, why didn't you pull me into your burning fingers, and soul-sucking arms, when she left?

This is a memoir for Eve, and our memories,
for myself,
for jotting down all my guilt, my fears, my strength, my weaknesses,
for all the things I could've done,
for all the hearts I've broken.