I wanna say I'm not like this anymore.

But I can't. I still am. I'm still love sick. I block out everyone. I feel so tired, because I haven't slept in forever. I know he'll be in my dreams but I don't wanna stay awake laying in my bed crying either. I'm starving, but I can't eat because I'm craving him and every memory just leaves me with a bigger whole in my heart. Even my clothes remind me of him; what I wore when we hung out. I can still smell them all over him, even though his scent hasn't been there for long. I wish his scent would be stuck on me, but I know I'd be pulling my skin to get him off of me. I'm online, he signs on, and I just want to scream at him to go away, but I just watch the screen waiting for him to say anything, but then he signs off and I tear myself apart for not saying anything to him. I stop talking to my friends, and they get worried and try comforting me, but they just make me feel worse because they think they know, but they don't have a damn clue.