WHERE ARE YOU!? What the hell is wrong with me. I'm going insane. Its coming out at every pour. I can't hold this in anymore. Like an old damn under too much pressure I'm cracking. My walls are crumbling and I'm about to unleash something unpredictable. I don't know what it is. I need to see you, talk to you, stare at you lost in thought. PLEASE. This is an emergency. Call me. Let me know you'll be sleeping sound tonight. Ley me know I'm not the only one thinking about this. This is the strangest excitement. This shouldn't be about how we say goodbye.