Incompleteness 2

Starting and first meet...

It's me talking myself every time -Why are you like this? ( ..Don't worry if you strayed for this beginning, as I am stating the lurked to disentangle the cause of this present torment.. It my past).
I was about to cross my +2 level exam by the end of 072. Being an alienated boy , i hardly keep closeness with people, but I found ,she; she was getting over for school , hurry to take the bus. That the first her seething to me. Though it didn't baffle my initial Wishlist. But somewhere, something was cradling it's own outline assimilate to have an onerous change. It was the first time that my night got covered by someone else deft fingers .
However I starts feeling something but I don't know what was it?
Do you quest...or ...Have you ever convince yourself to take apart the part you worth indispensable .?

As,...
A harsh circle of worthlessness and new feeling has decentralized the way of my thinking. The collision betwixt the external essence and the eternal vocabulary of emptiness has glued deeply without any transition from to then.
These all words has chain themselves and railing throughout my mind.
That I hardly tries to close my eyes for several seconds; but the virtual image of her edible posture got mirrored by every closing.
From the time; I inaugurated +2 level, pursuing a habit of reading autobio-of fellows encountered my motivation.
So, I start the pages on to overlap this silent storm , filling that vague hollow pot inside me to rest this momentum. (Slowly .. slowly , my aparature closed in dazzle for the dream. And finally closed when ? ....Don't know . )