These sleeping pills won’t look at me the same way it did. I hesitate. 

The night has long grown but I am not sure why I bothered to stay awake this long. My chest aches. My head hurts. I am sure that everybody knows what happened to someone who convinced themself that they do not need any sleep. Even crying is bothersome, it's just numb. I can't feel anything.

Piles of memories I have to pick up in order to stay sane has no traces anymore. The only rope that I can hang on is nowhere in my universe. The pictures of him has comp...

I'd see you even when I closed my eyes.

You had this engineered smile, meant to melt heart. A-thousand-degree Fahrenheit smile, we called it. Sculpt in every photograph you put on my wall, yes mine. My room had this wall that was visible from where I usually sleep. You'd take one polaroid of you smiling and put it, making a collage of your everyday here. I thought you were a narcissist but of course you had an explanation.

You did want me to see you even when I closed my eyes.

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You'd sometimes sneak into my roo...

You have three photos up your profile. It said that you went to a nearby college, but looking from your age it's almost cynical to think that you're still a student. Twenty-seven is an interesting age, if you add them you'd get 9. The epitome of decimal numbering system, not that it adds anything to an already exquisite profile.

In the first photo, you're in front of that endless gate that people are posing at. Ubiquitously pervasive background that's getting a bit tiring. Not that I have been there. It's just I've seen it a little to...