Maybe that’s what I am today. I still dream of you So often It’s so real I can feel you. I pretend I’m still near you. But you went away. I know you have multiplied. Did you know that I could have died. I waited on you - tell me why. Last night, I dreamed of you. I told you then it was me not you. All that time I thought it was you. But now you have three and I’m through. My one that I loved so much I haven’t seen in years now. He took off Away from me and ripped my heart out So many tears now. I told you last night. I couldn’t have more… And you shrugged, Like you had shrugged once before. Like you had this with everyone. With anyone who’d adore you. I believed you. I trusted you. I loved you. For sure. I struggle now to find purpose For more. More days. More nights. You were my very best friend. I’ve never had it like that. And I don’t think I will again. Nevermore. Right? I’m no Edgar Allen Poe. I’m just a pathetic fool now. Wanting nonsense no more. Wanting out of this life here. It’s nonstop torture.