I miss my Captain.

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*