30th January.

Oh God, I'm beginning to feel insane bit by bit, day by day, each day we're not talking. This feeling is really inside my head now. Banging on the walls. I feel like I'm at the edge of a cliff. Looking down to a bottomless pit full of misery. Baby, I miss you like crazy. Now's the time I can use the term crazy. I need to talk to you, and at the very least, listen to your voice for one whole sentence telling me you love me. Please do come online soon.

I miss you.

I love you.