http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiTjnReDqo8 - GO-Even in my dreams

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One Year Later.

There was no sign of him. It worried me night and day while his face kpet flashing back. I wondered what happened to him, to all the words of assurances, and to our friendship. Has he forgotted? A call was always aborted; he was either not at home or the phone was shut off. I was tired of his mom's line, "Oh he's not here, I'll tell him you called." With all my foolishness, I would wait and would call again.It was quite obvious that he was avoiding me; but, as hopeful friend or as desperate secret lover, I remained deaf and blind. He would call, that was my constant reliever

On my 9th grade.

My mind was full of 'What if??" I had Nothing but Questions. what did i do wrong that made him so mad? Am I so disgusting that he decided to abonded me? Many questions disturbed my wits. But the too bothersome questions were a simple, WHY? Why I haven't gotten anything from him ever since I left? Comforting words were not enough, they healed temporarily, but every time the sun set, I felt the world in me retreated.

Two years had passed.

Remembering and worrying about him had become my diversion. He had been part of my life, in waking up, inreading my books, in going to school, and when I was about to sleep. I battled against removing him from my system, but I would always fail. I knew now that love has it's way of tormenting the heart.