I scribbled this the night you told me. While you slept comfortably...snoring lowly...contently...as I layed on the ground and scratched out my being onto the paper...my heart breaking. Bleeding everywhere. You didn't notice. So I threw a pillow at you to stop your snoring. You rolled over and went back to sleep.

I don't know what it means. I don't care. Just...a feeling. It's actually emerging out of a pool of blackness/blood or whatever but my scanner wasn't big enough to get the whole image.