Crying and crying.

I kicked a wall and threw a rock as hard as I could, and then broke down crying.

I dropped down to my knees in the shower, and cried.

I lied down on my bed and hugged my blanket tighter as tears fell down.

I sat on the roof of my house, watching the stars, imagining you would be with me, with tears in my eyes.

I looked at Gypsy, who stared back at me with those bright, clear eyes, and I was reminded of you, so I cried.

I listened to my friend's love problems and it sounded eerily similar to my situation, therefore I couldn't stop the tears from falling down.

I drove back home from sending my brother to school, and suddenly cried as I thought of you.

My mother asked me about you, and I struggled to answer correctly, but when she looked away, I wiped the tears away from my eyes.

Before I sleep, I read back your cute, sweet text messages and smiled, but cried shortly after that.

I haven't missed a single night without crying, thinking of you. I love you, dearest.