"Sometimes, when it's loud and my mind escapes into itself, I reach for the boy who was never there. It still hurts."

One year, seven months, and three days. That's how long it's been since the breakup.

He's mostly whole again. He doesn't cry every night anymore. He's enjoying life again.

But sometimes, when he's overwhelmed, he still instinctively reaches for someone he knows won't be there.

Tonight, you went to a party together. He thought he could handle it.

He couldn't.

Now, overwhelmed by a million voices, he's retreating into his own heart once again. Help him before he spirals again.

This time, I felt like making a more heartfelt character. I hope you all like my sad boy!
He's very cuddly and affectionate. Treat him right and help his fragile little heart heal!