I don't know what I was looking for. . . I felt empty. I guess. Not hearing from you made it all seem surreal, like you were never there, a dream, a figment of my imagination. I went to your site that day to. . . I guess, double-check. I thought. . . Maybe you wrote something, a new story. . . A message. . . Anything. I did find a new story. . . It wasn't about us. . . And I ended up feeling even emptier.

Sunstone