I sit in bed, thinking, 'How did it get this way?' I start to cry. The crys turn into pleads for him. But he's gone. He's been gone. I start to scream.
Then... I wake up.
I'm sitting in bed emotionless. but all of the emotions from the dream form running down my face In the fork of tears. I hate it, I hate the fact that I need him, I want to date him agian. I need to date him again. He was my source of happiness. and I want that happy back. I want him back so much.
