I've traveled in time. 3 times.
Well actually twice.
As it turns out,
that last time
was just daylight savings – who knew?
Not your favorite insomniac, that's for sure.
Can I still say that?
Am I still your favourite?
You deserve an explanation.
I don't have one to give,
but that doesn't mean you deserve one any less.
I was just
gone.
If it makes you feel better, pretend.
Pretend that I stopped because
the pain left,
the pills worked.
You can believe that. If it makes you feel better.
It's nice to make up pretty lies.
But I told you I wouldn't.
So that's up to you.
All I can do,
is tell you I'm sorry.
