I'm tired of shivering in fear and convulsing in pain.

I've been dreaming of us being together.

Happy, either like nothing has happened before.

Or happy, that you have already forgiven me and still love me.

I'm really going to go crazy in time.

I can't take it.

I was so happy in the dream, when I woke up on the middle to a date with you,

I broke down. I woke up to a shitty world without you beside me anymore.

I broke down yesterday because I dreamt about you 3 times too.

I will break down tomorrow, because I will dream about you again.

I can't take it anymore.

My heart is already clenching so tightly, I find it so hard to breathe.

I really want to die.

If I die, I might be able to dream a perfect dream, one that will never end at all.

You and me, together.

You and me, smiling, loving and doing everything til' the world ends.

I don't want to go back to sleep.

I'm afraid of dreaming of you again.

Dream and get my hopes up, and wake up and drag me back down to hell.

God damn it.

I can't move on.

I can't go on.

I need you.

What have I done wrong to deserve this?

Why did I have to be so stupid?

Why did I hurt you?

Why did I cause you to leave me.

I can't go on.

I really, really can't.

Despite people telling me not to, I can't.

Sleeping is a torture, dreaming is a torture, waking up is a torture.

It all seems so unreal, because just a week and a half ago.

I was happy to sleep, because I slept with you by my side.

I was happy to dream, because my dream reflected my reality.

I was happy to wake up, because I woke up to you.

Now that everything's gone.

I don't want to wake up anymore.

I don't know how much longer can I go on.

I'm irritating you with my smses.

I can't help but care for you.

My phone hasn't rung in seemingly years.

Every time I receive a message, I wish, hope and pray hard it's you.

Yet at the same time, I don't know if I can take what you might say to me.

Now I understand how you felt when I stung you with my words.

They hurt so damn crazy, that you just want to die.

I wish I could be stuck in a coma and dream.

Dream of a perfect us.

I can't... go on anymore.