February 24, 2017
The last time I saw you was last Sunday, and the next time I’d be seeing you is most probably this Monday. I really miss you. I always knew it would hurt not seeing or not talking to you, but I never expected it to hurt this much. My light is flickering. It’s glowing faint; my eyes are dim. I hope I get to see you soon… before I completely fade away. Cheers to the better days.