This is the last time you put me to sleep. I will try hard to think of your kindness and patience forever etched in my dreams to avoid nightmares tonight. The light will cease to glow as I choose to obey your final commands. These shall be the night in which I will hear you tell me “Close your eyes” one last time. I don’t really want to think that it is the end but I want to think that tonight as I lay myself down, I will die. Death will come to me as soon as I drift to sleep in a seemingly perpetual numbness from the pain that you wrought to my heart; the pain the I wrought to myself when I let you in. Tomorrow, the angels will bid me welcome to a new life: one without you in it.