Here again. It's like walking into a secret room and closing the door behind me and I'm finally finally alone to think what I want to think and say what I need to say that I can't say to anyone.

I miss you.

I would love to see you.

In this place I am neither funny nor interesting. I just come here when I'm sad, and I can have all the company I want but there's only one person I'd really like to see but I can't and I can't even text you for reasons you are well aware of.