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I've been awake for nearly 23 hours now, and yet I'm still dreaming.
Oh Teresa, how I miss you. As hard as I try, I can't get you out of my head. I want you to come back. I need you to go away.
Every time I close my eyes I see you. I blink and you're there. It's a nightmare, and I wake up while I'm already awake.
What should I have done? Is there something I could've done to keep you? There must be something! Oh, if only I could go back, I'd think of something to keep you beside me. To think I let you go so easily. I wouldn't let it happen again, I swear!
I wish I could just stop thinking of you. Would it be better if I had never known you? All those memories are tainted now. I don't want them anymore. I went through so much trouble for you, and I could go through so much more, but I've never felt anything like this.
This night has gone on for a very long time and it shows no sign of stopping. I can't sleep, for if I do, I'll dream of you. I've done everything I can to stay awake. I tried taping them open, but the tape always comes off. My hands hold them open. My eyes stray to stay open. If I so much as blink, I'll regret it.

Ding!

Dammit, phone! Why'd you do that?