A Daydream
Y one final time whether we could meet.
He refused again, saying he was busy with work and maybe another time. I steeled myself and sent the message I had prepared.
"Darling, if we can't meet and I can't even hug or kiss you, we should just break up."
I blocked him without a second thought. After the breakup, no one lulled me to sleep at night. My sleep deteriorated sharply, and the nightmares came one after another.
In my dreams, a secretary led me to his office. I pushed open the heavy door alone and found nothing but darkness.
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