My Worst Night. Or Will There Be Some More?

"He doesn't need me,". I kept on saying to myself. In the dark room, when I lied on my bed. "He doesn't need me,".
I whispered the words while my tears were falling down. I turned my body under the blanket. I tried to sleep and I closed my eyes. But my lip couldn't stop saying and my body kept on shivering. "He doesn't need me,". I heard myself talking, again.
I told the cold air hundreds of words. I pretended there was him. Talked to me right in my ear. I answered everything "he" said to me. But when the words came out of his mouth, I could just shut my mouth and scream.
"I don't need you,". It haunted me in my sleep. I woke up, hoping the sun had risen and I had to get up. But no. Again, and again. It was still night. Sun was still sleeping.
I could finally sleep and I was awaken by the morning rush. And all I could get was his message.
"Go away".