There you were. Sitting in your room on your floor. Bloody tissues and flower petals everywhere. You were coughing them up. Your lungs hurt. Your throat hurt

Unrequited love. He didn't love you back. And there were only a few ways to cure you. Either he fell in love with you, you fell out of love with him, or you got it surgically removed but.. there were no doctors in the digital circus.

You heard knocking on your door and someone walking in without asking.. It was Jax.