Dear T,

I miss you. I feel sick. I hate this acid refulx that will never go away. I'm sad and lonely. I desperately need you to hold me tonight but we know that won't be happening. I hope someone is holding you. I hope your life is going well. I have not accepted that it's over between us. I wonder if you realize it is. It's still not real to me yet. I can always hold the dream as long as you are not there telling me to face reality. You know my reality is bad, so why would you try to take away my dream? I can't live without my dream. I have to snuggle under the covers to pretend I'm being held. I need comfort.