Sometimes I feel like the weight of the world is on me.

"You know it's not."

Go away, Logan. I have a paper due tomorrow and I can't think straight. Stop distracting me.

"You know, I've never understood the merits of working in a coffee shop."

You never understood me either.

"You know that's not true."

I'm tired Logan. I'm so tired. This is my fifth cup of coffee and it isn't even noon yet.

I wish you were here. I wish you'd put your arms around me. You always faked a grimace when you did that in public. I didn't mind, I knew you loved it— don't lie. Your eyes always sparkled when you did that.

I'm just gonna close my eyes for a bit, just for a moment.

God, I miss you.

I wish you weren't dead.