Delilah wasn’t an illusion. She was real, I had her, then I threw her away. Memories of her touch, her laughter, her warmth flood my mind, and I can’t ignore it any longer. When I was with her, she filled every hollow part of me, made me feel whole for the first time in as long as I can remember. She made my life better, and I want to be the man who does that for her. I need to be that man.
