yesterday was normal when i came to work. except when i told a friend of mine that i had a weird dream about faiz. i held back my tears. but i just couldn't take it anymore. in 5 minutes, i was bawling in the toilet. why do i feel like i need closure? and considering he'll be back in a week or so. it surprises me how i know stuff i shouldn't.

a long, tight hug would be nice.
screaming too.