Faint.

It's been such a tiring half-week. I've been studying for midterms, preparing for tests, and writing the shit out of papers. To think that these things would preoccupy myself.. I'm still hurting though. Seeing "16" everywhere in math, hearing Adele, and constant flashbacks. They all seem to overlap everything I do. I miss you so fucking much. I'm hoping that's you who's texting me. I'm hoping that's you who's calling. I'm hoping that you're.. thinking of me. I want to talk to you so bad, yet I want to give the space you want. I have the urge to type "Bri" on my phone and press the call button. I faintly said "babe" today, because I forgot how it sounds. I felt as if I lost my voice. It seems you took it along with you. Laying in bed isn't the same without you as mine. Yet again, I slept late last night. It sucks so much. I can't fall asleep without countless memories pouring in my mind. I want to dream, but all I can do is look back. Our past is golden. Those were, by far, some of the best times of my life. Having someone to love, in that certain way, made it so special. I know why so many people search for that person. Because it's such a great feeling. I don't want anyone else. I don't care who's single now or who's cute or whatever. I know who I want. I want you. I can't stress enough to get that point across. You complete me. My "missing puzzle piece", remember that? I'm still here, waiting, for you. You said that you would "leave my life" to not hurt me any more than you have. That doesn't make sense because with that, I'm eternally broken forever. This pain sucks. I can't make it go away myself. I need you.