I wonder how often he thinks about me and wonders what I'm up to. My every third thought is of him. I wake up wishing he were beside me. Have breakfast and think how he's probably still dead asleep. Go to class and wonder if he's moving furniture or playing games. Run to my room to see if he's left any messages. Wait for him to call me. Give up and play games on the computer. Go out with friends. Do homework. Stare at my computer screen waiting for a little while. Give up. Go to sleep. Repeat. It was nice to go out today for a walk with Katie and Megan. I flattered that both of them like me enough to want to live with me senior year, that I'm part of the core trio. Talked to Phil for a little while. He always has something new that he's excited about.
Le sigh. I feel very unimportant to Trey. Not that he has to obsess about me. But I wish he would want to talk to me at least as often as my friends do. I wish I could see him everyday, do normal casual things like eat meals and do homework together, go to dances. I really want to dance with him. I wish he liked dancing. Not even silly sexy dancing, just regular moving around dancing, having fun. I'm going to the Shiva Rave Saturday night. It's always fun. I wish more people I know would go.
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