Can’t sleep, eat or breathe until you’re next to me. Always sleeping next to the phone so I can pick up your calls faster, if there are any. So pathetic people might think, but it’s what I am use to and will be hard to let go of this habit. Sometimes I wonder if you ever look at this by chance. I know you have one, but you don’t know that I have one too. It this the only way I can tell you or myself how much I care and love you still without being afraid of pushing you away. I’m scared that if you knew I still had feelings for you that you might leave and not want to be friends to avoid all this complications. For now I’ll just keep it to myself and pretend like you’re just a best friend. good night