Dear brain, sorry for overloading you with thoughts of him..

I knew it was such a bad idea to come see you 2 nights ago. Now I just can't take you off my brain. You didn't call me that night and last night, not that I was expecting you to, but I was hoping that's what you'd do. Cause that's exactly what you did the first time we met, the first time we danced together, the first time we had a formal date, the first time I told my parents I was staying late in school just to be with you, the first time you experienced to be in a real fashion show with me, the first time you met my mom and we'd steal a kiss when she's not looking.

 At first I was not used to the thought of you calling me almost every second, with no apparent reason. But you made me get used to it, not tired of it, just used to it. Just enough to make me feel worried whenever you don't call me before. And that's exactly what I'm feeling now. I'm worried that you won't call me ever, or maybe you were constantly calling someone else now.

Hey, have I told you I dreamt of you last night? (make that this morning).. I slept thinking about you and I woke up thinking about you. My dream was so clear and it made me wish it was real. It was something that could've happened if we just ignored people around us. While I was dreaming, I felt happiness seeing your face, I felt love. And when I woke up, I felt disappointment that it was not true. That I'm actually just here in my room, without you.

I know this is unhealthy, cause I should move on now. But I just can't anymore. Well. I did move on, but when I saw you 2 nights ago, I knew I was screwed...