He’s in hiding now. The university evicted him today and there is a warrant out for his arrest. So he’s hiding. I hope he doesn’t kill himself.
Really, I do. I think about his impeding death everyday of my life. I can’t help it. I know he’s going to die.
I called him today.
I haven’t talked to him since December. I just want to tell him that I love him. I want him to know that I do love him even though he is a monster and has morphed into something I don’t recognize, I still love him. In the depths of my heart I yearn for him to get clean. For good. For ever. No more needles, no more spoons. No more poppy. No more lies.
I just want him to get clean.