Every night I empty my heart, but by morning it's full again. Slowly, droplets of you seep in through the night's soft caress. But don't I overflow with thoughts of us, an aching pressure that gives me no respite. Love cannot be contained; the neat packaging of desire splits asunder, spilling crimson through my days, long languishing days that are now bruised, tender with yearning, spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent, a breath you left behind. ~ICTS~
"You can't leave me like this Abbigale! You'll never get rid of me. I'll be there every day, watching you. I know I'll always be on your mind"
I jumped out of my sleep. Sweat pelting down on my skin. Hearing that voice in my head. Those words. Why now?
I looked at my clocked, 3:24 AM. I got up and walked to the kitchen for a cold glass of water. Boink. I froze facing the fridge. I don't know what that sound was, but it seemed to be coming from the living room. I turned around, and there in the deep corners of my living room I saw a shadow...a shadow... that shaped like ... "Daniel?" I called out. I stepped forward, blinked and the shadow disappeared.