God I’m lonely. I’m staring at the same four walls and all I can think about is her, the source of my misery. I can smell her perfume in my apartment yet she never spent more than 3 nights here in all the time I knew her. My heart aches to feel her and have her talk to me, but it’s now shattered into a thousand pieces and all the super glue in the world couldn’t reattach the pieces. I need to talk to her before I go crazy. I hate her but need her, I hate myself and have lost myself…
Amen