"I’m restless when I miss you. I mean…restless, man, fuck this! It’s like I feel you’re away and suddenly I feel available to myself but just not quite. I perform perfect neutrality so I don’t miss out on sensations I could share with you. I allow myself to have fun and I allow myself to start my day normally but I can’t feel anything to the extreme because I don’t allow it to touch me enough. And I don’t allow it because you’re not here."