Meh.
All my dreams were focused around him. All of them. I woke up with the word "love" on my lips. This is not good. No, not good at all. My heart is racing and I haven't even seen or talked to him (That's what it usually takes for my heart to do such oddities). Last night was worse. I kept reading over and over the same apologetic letter I sent him for why I wasn't there. And I wonder what he's done. Probably ran away with Brittany, he said he didn't have much reason to stay. I worry so. What's done is done is done. And I shan't fret. Now if someone could tell my heart that..
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Like a lonesome weeping willow,
Lost in the wood,
The way I hug my pillow,
No woman should,
Because I got it bad,
and that ain't good
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