Madness?

“Eric.”

I awoke and nobody was there.

She haunts my dreams. A faceless fascination or a memorable machination of my imagination? 

She called my name. It was just a whisper, but I heard it distinctly.

Eric.

Perhaps I have finally gone round the proverbial bend.

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