Lonely.

I miss Tray. I miss talking to him. I miss this time of night, when I've been procrastinating and I can look over and see him sleeping and I don't feel alone then. He is a constant reminder that there is someone who actually cares about me. He knows everything and he still cares about me. He chooses to stay; he doesn't need to. Knowing there's someone who cares that much is just one of the most comforting feelings in the world.