Nightmare

I leaned over to check my messages. Just another normal day, or so I thought. I looked to see if any were from Daniel. There was one! I was so excited, but then I checked what the message was. I was expecting a "Good morning, beautiful," when what I received made me gasp. I quickly opened my phone and looked the message once more, "Do not contact my son again." I reread it and I felt as if I was being strangled by my own heartbeat. I quickly started writing an apology, "I apologize for my appropriate behavior. Please forgive me. I love your son very much and I do not wish to never speak to him again. He is very special to me and I realize I should not have sent that. Please accept my apology. I realize I am still contacting this number, but only to speak with you, one of his parents. Again, I apologize for my wretched behavior." The previous night I had made a terrible mistake. His parents must have found out about us and they were angry. I sent another one, realizing I hadn't said I wouldn't make the mistake again. I said I wouldn't. I burst into tears. Crying so hard but trying not to alert my mother. I didn't want to tell her what happened. I didn't want her to know of my dreaded mistake. After telling my close friends, they helped and tried to comfort me. I still couldn't get over that I may never speak with him again. Tears ran down my eyes, the most I've cried in years. I began to type another apology message, "Please. I beg you to forgive me. I love him. I love him with everything I have. Without him I may as well be a lifeless being. There would be no more reason to live. No, I do not wish to kill myself for the fear of forgetting the pain. Without him I am drowning in my tears. I love him. I love him more than the rising sun and the chilled fog that sometimes follows it. I love him more than the warmth of motherly love. I love him more than my family. I know I must learn to love myself before I can love others, but I probabaly would have never loved myself without Daniel. I love him more than you know. I beg of you to tell him this. At least let him know I love him." I gained no response after hours. I assumed they blocked my number. Possibly even deleted my contact. I was scared. Scared I'd never be able to talk to him again. My eyes are burning now from the tears that filled them. I still don't know if this nightmare will end. All I have to do, is wait for another chance.