Last night, you came to me in my dreams again, forever haunting them. I recall waking up to a pain so severe I thought my life maybe coming to an end. I recall that the pain was in no way physical, but it was so real that it was as if a banshee’s scream wailing in absolute sorrow had manifested at the thought of the loss that I had no control over…

I recall that the first thing I did was sit up in bed holding my chest, looking to my friend in the morning and uttering your name in a very shallow voice as I was out of breath. This was followed by “I had the worst dream ever” and I dare call it a dream and not a nightmare, as there was nothing gruesome or horrific about it, after all it had you in it…how could it possibly be?

In complete honesty I remember nothing from it, I could perfectly remember it in the morning, but it is as if I was in so much that my mind suppressed it so fast lest it destroy whatever remains of my sanity. Thoughts drift and drift through my head and the pain accumulates as time passes by…I miss you…I miss you more than words can describe, more than any words in all of the languages of the world combined would even come remotely close to even do a little bit of justice for my feelings towards you.

Live long and happily for me, as I will always be stranded here on earth, loving you.