maybe if I relax my tongue before I fall asleep it will slowly fall back into my throat & suffocate me until I reach my death. for without you there is no reason to live any longer. the communication is in such lack & I don't really know if you care anymore. would I be here at 3:32 wondering this if you did? or would you be here to comfort the burning sensation in my chest that arose when you first left.

'its a good morning' you said. as we sat side by side fingers locked together listening to the rain fall upon the windows in my car. little did I know that it may have been the last we spent together.

ironic how the rain just began to fall upon my bedroom window. you see the only sad part about it all is you're not here with me to enjoy this memorable time. perhaps it's a conspiracy that this has happened. you may be laying somewhere else in this small town of troy doing the exact same thing as I am & it's only a sign that our love has become inseparable. or maybe I've just gone insane, but let me tell you something my love, 'it's a good morning'.