Madness string 77794

Random mermaid
When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.

I don't want money, I want them. I want them ten years ago when they remembered who I was all the time, would watch tv dramas with me and remember all of the details. It feels like I lost them twice, once to their illness, and then again when they finally left. I lived for those brief moments of clarity where they knew who I was.