maltose – malt sugar

Pieces of memories keep falling, filling in the emptiness. I seem to be recovering from the amnesia.

I refuse to but each time when I lose my concentration, the jigsaw puzzle rearranges towards forming pictures.

Have I killed the enthusiasm of someone? Why do I feel something’s missing?

I never dare to recall for the pain keeps hitting on my head. Suddenly I feel like drinking to my unconsciousness.