"I think god has left me in this room to rot."

[Yonagoda]

Am I not enough for you?

I’m going to die.

Please.

Just stay with me.

You’re the only person here that I can afford to be with, and you abandoned me.

I know that I don’t know anything about you, and you don’t know anything about me.

But can’t you be kind to a corpse?

Please?

I miss you.

I miss your voice.

I don’t know what to do without your presence. It’s everywhere. I want more of it. I want to see you.

I’m greedy, and I’m selfish, and I’m desperate and possessive, but I need you. I want you to tell me I could do it. I want you to tell me that I’m loved. It doesn’t have to be you. It doesn’t even have to be any kind of love at all. God knows there’s so many kinds of love in this world that I am incapable of.

You can lie to me. That’s fine too.

I won’t hold it against you.

I’m begging you, Jewel, and I know you won’t hear because I’m not saying anything, and I know you won’t care because you’re infinitely more important than my pixel form on the television- but I just need to say it.

Even though you won't ever know.