Hypoxia

In the dream, I returned to that campus and saw her whom I had longed for day and night. She still exuded her charm like a little sun. I tried to catch her and prevent her from leaving me, but I couldn't catch her. I woke up crying from the dream. After I woke up, I cried like a child. I cried until I had difficulty breathing, cried until my heart was in pain, and my whole body convulsed. I don't know how long I can survive. I'm just a useless person relying on fluoxetine to survive. I miss you, I miss you all the time. I can never forget you. I typed these lines tremblingly, tears blurring my eyes several times, and scenes from the past reappeared in front of my eyes. This is the 15th year we have known each other, and it is also the 6th year since you left. I miss you, I really miss you. When a person is at his most uncomfortable, he is like a person who is about to drown. Every time I think of her, I have trouble breathing. The feeling of lack of oxygen seems to tell me over and over again that I will never be able to see her again in this life.