I walk around this campus. There are so many people... More than last year, Yet, It seems so lonely. No one I really want to see is here. Maybe a handful. I keep wanting to see that one face that will make my day. I keep wanted to hear the words... "my favorite freshmen, now favorite sophomore" I want him to tell me that we'll figure it out. That we will work. I want him to tell me that I am the one who he really wants to be with.... No one else. I want to walk around and not have this lingering need to want him around, because I know he is mine. And the next time I want to leave, I don't want him to let me, I want him to know that the only reason I would leave him is because of my parents. I want him to not let me leave him. I can't leave him. Not twice. Ok, maybe three time. But never for long times. Drifting is hard to avoid, but so easy to do... I want you to be mine. 'Cause you are my heaven.
This was written at the beginning of my sophomore year of high school.