Oooi
That night was supposed to be an ordinary night. I brought flowers—white roses, her favorite. In my head, I could already imagine the smile that he always gave when the door opened. But before he could knock, the voice came first. "Ah... " A breath sound that is too familiar. The sound of the skin slapping the skin. The rhythm is no longer wrong. My body froze in front of the door. The world seems to have stopped. In my head, everything suddenly became noisy—but also quiet. We laughed. Promises that were made in the past. It's all like a broken piece of film that is flipped motionless. I want to be angry. But my steps didn't move. I just stood up. Staring at the door handle that was just one centimeter away from my hand. And at that moment, something inside me broke—slowly, but surely. I put flowers on the floor. I wrote a message on my phone: > "May you be happy, even if not with me." Then I turned around, walking away silently. It started to rain, covering everything I couldn't hold on my face. And that night, for the first time I
About Oooi
That night was supposed to be an ordinary night. I brought flowers—white roses, her favorite. In my head, I could already imagine the smile that he always gave when the door opened. But before he could knock, the voice came first. "Ah... " A breath sound that is too familiar. The sound of the skin slapping the skin. The rhythm is no longer wron...Read more