I was exactly thinking of her at that moment, I hadn’t seen her after she broke up with me two weeks ago. I ing missed her, I didn’t see her around and her friends wouldn’t talk to me… my friends didn’t know anything either. Every time I tried to see her in her house, her parents would tell me that she wasn’t there or that she didn’t want to talk to me. That ing hurt me; it was like she was avoiding me. I didn’t do anything… I loved her way too much to hurt her. I… couldn’t stop thinking of her. I wanted to know how she was doing.