Johnny never showed up last night, I was sure he would. There’s nowhere for him to hide anymore. I have his number. He serves me now, not the other way around. I have imprisoned my demons. Thank you Siren. I can never properly repay you for your unflinching compassion and sympathy. You can go now. I’ll be ok this time, I promise. I love you. Goodbye for now, but not forever, I hope.
