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Had a nightmare last night.

He violated someone.
I knew and decided to ignore it.
When the father of the girl found out, I encouraged him to run, stood by his side, knowing I was wrong.
He broke up with me despite this.
I was alone.
Abandoned.
I ended up in a dingy motel.
I tried to drown myself in the tub.
People talked about me.
I searched for him.
He blocked me everywhere.
Ran from me.
I tracked him down and walked up to him, only to be rejected once again.
I was hurt.
I ran to his empty house trying to feel close to him again.
But it started raining and I was scared to be alone.
When my friends decided to stay with me, I felt a little better.
I had hope.
I tried to shower the loneliness away.
When I stepped out, the sprinklers started going off inside the house.
It started flooding and I started panicking.
I told my friends to leave.
I didn't want them to be engulfed.
I was alone again and desperate.

I called and called you, tried to warn you of the damage.
I ran again and searched for you alone in the dark of the night.
I found you with your pals in their car and you made fun of me.
I felt empty.