after the port incident

After the port incident of our ship,

Did you sleepwell, Evan?
or did you have sleepless nights, just like me?

You know?

I don't even like to sleep anymore,
especially at nights.

Guess why?

Because every time I tend to rest my eyes,
you are always there,
we were there.

And I don't like knowing the truth,

that it's all just my dreams.

I'm sick of dreaming about you, about us.
I'm tired. I don't feel I can do it anymore.

I just want the real you,

I need the real you.

here, with me