I went for a long run for straight 3 hours from 10am -1pm.
My heart was like jumping out of my ribcage, the beating was crazy.
But the thought in my mind, just make me feel like running even more.
My vision went black, my pace was slower, i couldn't see a thing.
I was horrified. I thought that i was going blind.
The next thing i know, i was weak, i fell towards the grass.
The moment i woke up, an aunty was busy fanning away her newspaper at me.
Talking to me, asking me to wake up.
I cried.I have no idea why, but i was crying.
Aunty told me that she just came about 5 minutes ago.
I assured her i was okay and she left.
I was found only after 45 minutes, how pathetic was that.
I tried standing up and i failed, i cannot feel my legs at all.
So i stood down on the soft grass, searching for my phone.
Saw Tim's message and i was worried. He got himself injured.
I pulled myself up, drag my stupid legs to sit on the benches.
The distance was not far, i fell down again, and my head hit the lamppost.
There goes my head. I seat down and tim called.
I tried picking up the phone and i failed.
I kept dropping the phone, i cannot feel my hands, my head is in pain.
I take 15 full minutes to reply to that short message of his.
That point of time, i think that life seriously sucks.
I miss you, i really do.
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