Mar 16, 2008 18:17
The tea's running out. The tea's running out. He hasn't been back like he usually is. He's late, and it's running low. There's only 6 more packets. I have to have it or the dreams start coming, and then...
The tea's running out. There's still money, I can order food, but I'm afraid to leave the house now. He always said that it was important that I drink the tea everyday, and he always made sure I had enough, but he hasn't been back, and now it's running out.
He's so beautiful, maybe he's taking care of someone else right now, but I wish he'd hurry back with the tea. It's bitter, but it will keep everything in line, he says. He has to come, he's always come. 6 more days. 6 more days and then...
No. He'll come. He has to.