I miss you. More than i’ve ever missed anything. You mean the world to me and i’m pretty sure i love you. In every sense of the word, i love you. Most of the time, you’re all i can think about. So now i’m sitting here in my room crying, wishing you would for ONCE call me back and at least show any inclination that you feel the same.

I promised myself that i would wait for you. And i would, until the day i die if i have to. That’s just how powerful my feelings for you are. This coming year that i’ll have to wait, will be the longest of my life.

It pains me to know that you will never see this, and that i can never really tell you exactly how i feel because i’m scared of your reaction. I’m scared that you’ll write it off as unimportant. I know that jealousy is bad, but when i promised myself i’d wait, i hoped you’d do the same. I realize you have friends, most of them girls. I get that, but i want you and only you.

And the worst part is: I never even get a phone call. Or a surprise cute text. Or anything for that matter.

You’ve texted me 3 times today, 3 times yesterday. When will you show me that i really do matter to you?

You’re the only one, and i think it’s always been that way for me. There’s this picture of us dancing at the wedding, and i just find myself staring at it, wishing.

Maybe this is bullshit and worthless. Maybe not a single soul will read it. I don’t care, i just needed to let this out.

I need for you to know how much i fucking LOVE you, with my everything.

Kenzo’s watching avatar and eating everything she can find..

baqued ~