See Me, For Once (1/2)

It's been so frustrating, Woohyun. It's been days, weeks, months since you last acknowledged me.

When I speak to you, you are always somewhere else: somewhere I cannot see; somewhere that cannot be seen.

When I step closer to you, you do not move an inch; you do not make a sound.

You are trapped in that invisible place I cannot see - locked behind bars made of reminiscences, bars guarded by uncertainties, bars sealed with haunting regrets.

I am searching hopelessly for a map that will lead me to where you are; for a key that will free you from your self-made prison; for a heart to replace the one she broke, the one she stole.

But I am growing tired of lying to myself.

As each day passes ruefully, I am plagued by the notion that you will never heal...that you can never be saved.

Lying to myself is hard, but being victimized by the recesses of the mind must be even harder.

I feel so sorry that you have to endure that torture.

I want to help you - to heal your scars; to silence your mind; to shut your eyes so you may fall into peaceful slumber.

I  want to take the pain away from you, inflict it upon myself so you can see the world through unclouded eyes once more.

I just want you to wake up and see more than a closed curtain, four walls covered in torn wallpaper, and a light that never turns off.