Last night he was taller, over 6 feet tall. Long black hair, long black coat. We were walking around an aquarium sort of like the fish section at a pet store. It was blue inside the place, I'm not sure what I was wearing but I was taller than I normally am by a good half a foot.
As I was falling asleep I saw a light brown colored wood house, 1 story high, between 2 white two story houses. There was snow around outside so it was winter but sunny as well.
I know he's upset today. I know today he wants to die. I try to tell him to wait, to hold out another day, to keep looking. I know that he's trying to find me, and I'm here trying to find him. That's the best either of us can do. He's going to die.
He's a day closer to death.
Or we're a day closer to finding each other.
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