The day begins again.

I really miss you. I don't know why. I was pretty angry at you for a couple days. But I dream about you. I think about you. I don't understand how I can feel so much and you feel so little. I try and tell myself it's only because you think of it as impossible. But you won't talk to me about it which makes me think I am alone in my feelings. That you don't think about me at all. I know you won't read this for awhile but I really miss our talks, not text talks, the actual conversations, the laughing, the games, the flirting, us. It isn't so much an us to you as it is to me. I've tried and succeeded I think in being less of an annoyance. Still, well, I just wish we could talk again on skype alone enjoying it the way we did. Or at least I did. I want to watch a movie with you, I want to see your face. I want to hear you laugh. Is this really a bad thing for you. No one wants this from me, I wish someone would. Well to be more accurate, I wish you did. I hope your trip is going well. Further attempts to.... Bye for now. Got someone.