Please, tell me that it’s going to be okay.
Show up. Reply to my messages. Send me a text message saying you’re still alive. Please, anything, anything to let me know that you’re okay.
I’ve been worrying about you since Friday morning, since you told me that you wouldn’t be going home that night. I was scared. I was worried sick.
I considered going to your house to check if you were there, but I didn’t because I remembered that I had a permanent restraining order from your place.
Please, give me a sign that you’re still alive,
or at least not somewhere you’re not supposed to be.