"Some world we live in" Partner and I have discussed about this odd world before. "Yeah. I miss him" I sigh. My heart breaks when I think about him. Everyday, I Dallas, think about him. Is he in love with someone else? Does he think I'm dead ? I wonder this, I see it in my dreams sometimes. They're nightmares. I imagine him holding hands with someone else. Kissing them. Having them trace his precious scars. I wonder this everyday until one day, we meet again.