".. What? I needed closure."
For the past four nights I have dreamt of him.
First, we were in a pick-up truck, barreling through walls and ran-down buildings.
The next night, we were at his house for dinner and his father was screaming.
Then, I wanted to go on a trip with him but I kept missing the plane, my friends needed something and I complied.
Last night we were at a halloween costume and he said that I should be his date for tomorrow night, but I said I couldn't because I was busy.
I can't close my eyes without seeing your disgustingly beautiful face. It's been three fucking years. Let me sleep... please.
I just want to be alone if I can't have someone here with me.