I sat in class today, trying to take notes, but my mind kept wandering back to Dylan.
I miss him so.
I want him. I NEED him.
But he doesn't want me.
I don't want to be a fool, throwing myself after someone who cannot truly appreciate what I have to offer.
That would be pathetic.
I suppose I should remember the old poem, about if you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, they're yours. If not, they never were.
*sigh*
I miss him so.
I want him. I NEED him.
But he doesn't want me.
I don't want to be a fool, throwing myself after someone who cannot truly appreciate what I have to offer.
That would be pathetic.
I suppose I should remember the old poem, about if you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, they're yours. If not, they never were.
*sigh*
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