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I'm prett y sure I'm in love with him.
I'm so scared I'll never see him again.
He doesn't want me and now I can't stop crying.
I don't want to talk to my friends about it, I've kept it bottled up for so long and it seems so melodramatic.
I'm never not thinking about him.
The only reason I eat is t do something, but I'm not hungry, I can't sleep at all, its such a cliche.
I'm so terrified. I just want to have a hug from him.
I hate myself for cancelling going to his that time.
Why didn't I?!
If I had then I would have seen him every chance I had now I've lost my chance.