Jen’s haunting me. I know it. She visited me again, and this time I wasn’t all the way asleep.
At least I don’t think I was.
Maybe she’s not haunting; maybe she’s saying goodbye.
Shit I’m so fucked up.
Maybe I need to talk to someone besides Dr. Santa about this shit.
She was glad I had fun without her. Said it was the first step forward. She told me she loved me and to keep moving forward. Her smile was so sweet, and she looked at me with such love…
I felt good when I woke up, instead of sad.
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