Part two

Walking through the darkness of your own brain hurts to where you don’t know who you are. Demons scream. Animal’s roar. What does the pain do? Scar. Stab. Steal. The words that people say don’t seem important until thought about. Over 5 months of endless rest, will Eirin ever be able to walk through the real world again? Will James feel the comforting touch of her hands in the night when she curls up to him? When will they ever be able to stay together? Does love truly exist?

Entry 27: She’s still asleep. It feels like I’m alone again. Before she came here, I was the worst kind of alone. The kind that will never get back to the real world. I was lying to everyone, even myself. Now that she’s here and gone, it’s weird. Even while she lies there, I can tell she’s in pain. She’s scared. I swear she said something the other day. It’s hard to tell whether she did. When I walk around the house, I want to hear her following me around the way she did before. The way she would curiously look at everything and observe everything I did made me feel special. Each day hurts.