Journal Entry: March 14 (year unknown)

Night falls.  I struggle to remain in focus as the dark sheet threatens to enfold me.  I let my mind wander and see the darkest silver luxuries I stand without all around me.  Those are the memories we haven't made.  You.  I want what I need.  I seek to end the starvation.  I play only at night now and never not alone.  My spine still tingles when your name rings and my heart beats hard as I dial.  Let me go or come back and never leave.  I don't remember what hurt so bad, or why it was so easy to forget.  What I know is that I'm starving for you, like food, only smoother.  I guess you'd throw away my letters, you'd ignore my calls.  And all I do is make you run?  Do you or don't you?  I'm starting to think not anymore.  Will you come to your senses?  Is it possible to have real love and then have it yanked away?  No.  Because if this were real, you would not be so good at leaving...