It is like falling from a high mountain, and when you are lying on the ground, you want someone to rescue you. But when you are whole again, it feels like a part of you is missing.
You want to laugh at it but deep down you crying.
You try to forget, but every time someone mentions the mountain you know how memories is catching up with you.
Some of you are still left at the mountain and waiting for you.
And when you try to find the missing part of yourself, you disappear into your own dreams..