I'm such a fool. I sit around and keep on staring at the cellphone display, hoping for him to text me or something. Then I go and take a look at one of his friends' blogs and SURPRISE.
"Hi love.
I'm going to work but I'm sleepy!
I think about you every second.
Je t'aime."
Asshole. Yeah, I'm an asshole.
Now I don't know if I should: a)tell him
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