I've been writing stuff, then deleting it. Writing more, then deleting it again. Staring at the screen, trying to sort my feelings. I don't know. I don't know what I'm feeling.

All I know is that I miss him, that I need him.

And that I'm scared,

scared that he'll wait to long before speaking to me again,

waiting so long that he'll realize he's better off without me.

One minute I can't feel anything, I'm blank -

the next, everything is falling down, brain swells, tears fall.