it hurts so bad.
i get spasms through me at every line.

imissyouimissyouimissyouimissyouimissyou.

first night and i miss you.

i dont even see why i should sleep.

today i sprayed patrick with your cologne and lay in the dark. it sounds freaky.

miffed.

omission is not an untruth but it conceals as much.

sometimes the silence screams,

and you try to shout,

and try to look,

and then you realise

the silence is nothing

nothing at all.

then you stop,

and everything stops.