It’s been almost a week now that we aren’t talking. It’s quite weird for me since you had been my source of pleasure for the past two months. There are no better words to describe how I feel other than “I miss us.” I miss your voice on the phone and how easy it was for me to talk to you. I miss those simple text messages showing me that you care, and the butterflies I feel in stomach as I read through those messages a couple times. Now its all gone. How could I read the signs so wrong? In a way, I guess I’m still holding out. It’s summer, so I’m leaving everything in between. I’m not going to go out of my way to say goodbye to you, because I don’t know how, but I’m not going to be that girl who sits around pining for you anymore. Still, I’m always up lonely at night. If you ever find yourself up in the middle of the night feeling as lonely as hell, just give me a call, okay?