I think I’m just lonely . I don’t think it’s you… I mean how could it be. You spend your days wishing me dead. The graphic descriptions were kind of disturbing though but whatever you’ll have to get in line and take a number there’s plenty of people ahead of you… Nah I’m just lonely in general. I miss having someone to call we’re having a conversation of substance. I don’t even think I’m in love with you I think I’m hungry for affection. You know without feeling something hard in my back while I’m getting it if you get my drift. It sounds crazy but when you’re starving it’s like how you eat food off the ground. I don’t know if that makes any sense but you don’t have anything to worry about. If anything maybe the dreams are a good sign that my brain is trying to let go… To somehow create that closure. That must be what it is.