I haven’t slept in days.
I haven’t slept in weeks.
And I haven’t slept in months.
My brain needs a rest.
A rest from all your memories.
My eyes want rest.
And every time I try to rest them, your image appears.
I am physically and mentally tired.
Clearly you do not see that.
You don’t even realize you are the reason why.
I want rest.
Rest like before.
The kind that I had, before I met you.
It seems like I won’t receive that rest, until you answer my question.
Answer my question, and let me rest once again.
Why, why did you start all this?