I felt sweat kept pouring out from my forehead to my body. It’s cold. I can hardly breathe. I feel nothing from my extremities. I need to sit down so that the oxygen could rush back to my lungs and breathe an air.
But I was all alone. I have no one to call for help. I needed a back up someone that could catch me if I fall.
I felt nothing now.
I just want to figure out as if there is an empty space inside that needs to be occupied where I could feel warmth and passionate loyalty.
Whom can I call for help now?
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