You know as a kid, when guests came home, I hated it when they used to leave. I hated anyone leaving my home. Be it humans, or animals, or birds. I was little girl then, & my old house was big. I wanted to collect them all, how funny now it seems.
So that time, I used to feel so sad, I used to cry.
And one day I decided: Never to feel. To lock away my heart.
The end.