it’s late. i guess i should go to bed. i need to get sleep. i think? … why did i need sleep again? i can’t seem to remember. maybe that’s why i needed sleep. so that i could grasp reality again. it’s so beautiful in here though. in my mind. thoughts of you lingering around. it doesn’t feel like i’m awake. … i can feel you. your presence is still in the air although you were never here. i’m in my room - i think? it feels so unfamiliar. you feel familiar though. and your presence. i see the outlines of your face. floating in midair. you’re like a ghost. you’re beautiful. familiar. you’re here. living in my head rent-free. … especially at times like this. i could call it early in the morning instead of late at night to make me feel better? i have to get some sleep. but i don’t want to lose you. your face. your form. your presence in my heart. … i need to wake up tomorrow. why? you’re here now. tomorrow i’m alone again. i don’t want to be. i should go to sleep. but you’re the best hallucination i ever night-dreamed. maybe i can stay awake a little longer. just five more minutes. please?