The past.
I remember when I was love sick. I blocked out everyone. I felt so tired, because I haven’t slept in forever. I know he’ll be in my dreams but I don’t want to stay awake laying in my bed crying either. I was starving, but I couldn't eat because my starving for him and every memory just leaves me with a bigger hole in my heart. Even my clothes reminds me of him, what I wore when we hung out. I could still smell them all over him, even though his scent hasn’t been there for long. I wished his scent would be stuck on me, but I know I’d be pulling at my skin trying to get him off me. He's online, he signs on, and I want to scream at him to go away, but I just watch the screen waiting for him to say anything, but then he signs off, and I tear myself apart for not saying anything to him. I stop talking to my friends, and they get worried and try comforting me, but they just made me feel worse because they think they know, but they don’t have a damn clue.
-eletheowl.