I felt something hard hitting me from behind.
I knew it was something sharp.
It stabbed me down to my spine, destroying each nerves from my craniosacral down to my thoraculumbar,
leaving my whole body numb.

But that didn’t matter,
because I still felt for everything,
and it was so much more painful
from what I expected.

Blood started dripping from my open wound
and I sensed that it slowly traveled
outside my body.
There was some kind of weird heat
as each drop touched the linings of my flesh.

I cried because I knew things will be that way,
and I can never redo whatever damage has been inflicted upon me.

I gathered my guts to finally turn my head
to get the sight of my murderer.
Both of my eyes widen
as I saw your face.
It was you all along.