In My Desperate Time

Instantly...

I seem to have heard that gunshot again.

And this time, the bullet has shot right in my heart.

Does he really hate me that much?

Even though I've seen this coming, when I hear it, I still feel extremely painful.

"OK. I see."

After saying that to Hilda, I walk towards the door.

The moment the door is closed, tears fall down like beads from a broken thread.

I slowly curl up with my arms tightly holding my legs, wailing.

"Frances, Frances, Frances..."

I mumble his name over and over again, as if it'll never be enough.

Despair floods me, and I've collapsed.

Frances and I, we fail to make it to the end.

After crying for a long time, I'm brought into the detention center by the prison guards.

I'm still waiting for my trial. Before the trial, I need to stay in detention.

dark and gloomy

in, she only glances at me lightly before

at the surroundings and

a six-person room with bunk beds, just like the dormitories in a

nothing on the bed except

walk to sit down on the bed, which is so hard that it

not a spoiled and picky lady, I still have a

in a detention

I'll be sent

to think about what kind of life it will

now, I feel like

thought of before,

feel panicky

is no future for

to live with the person I love, but now, it's

is

alone in bed. And the dawn

next day, I

with the thin blanket, not wanting to tell anyone about

a fever is a good thing for

I won't think about Frances or other things that make my heart

I'm asleep, and sometimes, I'm awake, but most of the time, I'm just in

I'm freezing, and

I feel terrible.

somehow

my heart doesn't hurt so much

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