I don't I've ever actually cried over you. But I did. I don't know if I'm ever gonna see you again. But I could. Could I text you? Sure, but it's not the same. Would it make me smile and my heart fall out of rhythm? Oh yeah, but it's not the same. Not the same as when I glance over at you and see your beautiful green eyes staring at me like I'm an angel sent from heaven. Not the same as when my friends say, "Omg Katie, he's staring at you again," and you totally are. Not the same as when I get the guts to talk to you and I end up being the one who doesn't know what to say. Not the same as catching you staring and we both start to blush like idiots. I feel like the world's gloating at me. Gloating and saying, "Ha, you knew you'd never have him." I just want you to come and save me. Save me from all the pain summer is putting me through. I don't think I can live without you. I've tried it once, but as we both well know, that did not work out. The plan was to wait until Monday to text you, now I'm contemplating Tuesday, maybe even Wednesday. I think I'm trying to put it off so I can give me some time to get over you. But getting over you is seriously the last thing I want to do. Because my life, it's not the same anymore without you.
