I sit and look at my tear soaked screen re-reading the messages you sent me, silently repeating the day I long for. I slowly try to calm myself but only more tears come, flooding my screen and staining my face.
My once lifeless green eyes turned to glass-like orbs that only let me capture the words written across my screen, focusing on three words 'I might die'. I skim down the page and see more words that make be break down into a hysterical fit of sobbing, repeating that date more and more.
My emotionless state became every emotion possible, except for anger. My apathy is broken and lights from closed doors locking away my emotions flood in blinding me before I can comprehend anything.
That date, that one day will haunt me until you come back alive.