It's always the same

Every night. Every night I dream of you. Every morning I wake up around 5, drowning in your absence. EVERY NIGHT it's the same. It's exhausting. I have a headache. I have a heart ache. Everything aches. I incessantly check my email, as you once did, to see if by some miracle there's something from you. There never is but I keep on wishing. Hoping. It's a compulsion I can't stop. Damn this situation. Damn life. Damn everything that brought me here. Damn myself for taking this path. Damn, Damn, Damn.