You’re all I can think about.
I always look to see if I have a text from you, or if you’re online when I get online. I didn’t think I liked you this much. I kept lying to myself, but even my best friend could see. She told me that even though I claim not to care, she can tell I have feelings for you.
I stop myself from texting you every day, and keep it only to every once in a while. I don’t want to come off as needy or pushing my luck with you. I want to see you, to hear your voice. I miss you.
I know I should be enjoying break and not worrying about school stuff or the boys back there, but like I said before you’re all I can think about.
I think I might be in over my head here.