Lack of sleep. I seem to be drowning in the abyss of insomnia again. All over again. Your words, music to my ear. Your lips, sweetest sugar to my tongue. I've been missing you a lot lately, my dearest. I miss your touch, I miss your smell. I miss your bittersweet smile and your eyes. God, I miss your eyes. I could've swim in this ocean forever.
Lack of sleep. Anger.
Music. This Lullaby.
God, I've been missing you since the very beginning.
My dear friend.
My dearest
My Jack.
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