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They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Sometimes I dont think that's true, because I think absence can lead to romanticization.
Well, I still feel the same way about you. I do. My heart leaps with joy the moment I see your instant messages, or your name on my caller ID. I hate saying goodbye, I hate closing the box or the phone.
I hate not knowing if you feel the same way about me. I hate the ambiguity. I hate aching for you, but I am crazy about you.
I am crazy about you. I really, really am. You are on my mind all the time. I think about hugging you and kissing you and things far more explicit. I think about falling asleep in your arms, and waking up in them.
I am insecure about your affection. We are just friends right now, because of the distance. It kills me that you might think about another girl, that you might forget me. I am so scared of being left in the dust, miserable and heartsick, when you move on or find someone else.
Everyone always told me that in college boys would be throwing themselves at my feet. But that's not the case.
I think it'd be easier to get over you if I had people to move on to. If there were guys wanting my attention, maybe I could stop thinking about you.
Maybe I wouldn't, though.
I honestly believe that I am very, very close to falling in love with you.
I miss you so much, so much, so much.
