I really don't know how much longer I can take this. I have lost my lover forever, the dream has ended and my waking life is filled with nothing but pain and tears.

I miss the way he touched me. The way he made me feel. Wild, aching, joyful bliss. All that wanting, needing and mad desperation on the entrance floor...

This aloneness is suffocating. My head is pounding. Pulling me deep into a cavern of torture. Spiked sorrow protrudes from my chest. For everyone to see.

I am a fool.

A dying fool.

Help me please. Before the wounds dry up and make me hate forever.