Thanks to the boy's interesting decisions, I cut myself off from any of his senses and sat in the black room staring into nothingness. At first, I didn't like this place too much, but now it has a certain kind of charm to it. Only because it reminds me of her. It hurts me to not be able to see her anymore in my physical form. If only there was one more time I could run my fingers through her luscious black hair, stare into those deep red eyes, and see that beautiful smile; maybe then I would be truly satisfied.
"Who am I kidding? Not even another millennium of that would suffice," I spoke out loud as usual. It was a habit she was rather fond off so I never saw the need to keep my mouth shut. "Though it did get me into some trouble with her from time to time. Like, ruining surprises I had planned for her. She always ended up loving them and forgiving me."
My Sarah.
