Trouble

Seconds... Minutes... Hours... Days... Months. Time is ticking slowly yet running fast. I think of where I want to be and where I am. Two totally different worlds. I Know nothing is worth it but I'm waiting to watch it end. Like a movie, a horror movie but I have no remote. My diary is gone, I think I bored him. I pray I find a new one soon but one that wouldn't glow at me, then again I'm stuck here and I know I might never get a new one. I miss him though. :(