He came back today. He didnt speak. He didnt touch me. He didn't sit down. He just stood and stared. He seemed troubled. He only stayed for a little while before he left. It pained me. I didn't even know what this man looked like, and yet it pained me everytime he would leave. It pained me when he refused to show up. It pained me when he wouldn't talk to me or touch me and I didn't know why. I want to wake up. I have to wake up!