Remembrance.

If time is infinite, I won't care. All my days are the same.

Have you ever felt trapped?

Have you ever felt scared of life? Not at what it will bring you, but of living itself?

Have ever felt so alone and helpless that you're choking, and so hopeless that you know, that you can just feel with every single bone and tendon and nerve in your body that nothing, absolutely nothing will help you?

Maybe if you have you can grasp how I feel.

Here, it's just me, them, and the recollections I don't have.

There was blue. I remember there was blue.