Warner's POV:
I had a dream last night, it was with you. I felt like you were with me just in those moments, physically, mentally, and I craved it. I craved every last bit of your babbling self, I missed feeding you out of a bottle filled with warm milk. I missed seeing your adorable eyes glow when I said something to your liking. I missed everything . . . I do miss everything. I'm obsessed with you. I never ever minded changing your diaper, I'v always just grew to actually think you were mine. My only baby boy. My boyfriend. Mine.
You were mine. But how could I leave like this? Wasn't my decision for sure, but how could I disappear so easily out into the world? I betrayed you. . . I vanished. I'm so sorry baby boy, I feel almost as if I am dead at this very second. Hell? Am I?
