I cried all night. Couldn’t stop thinking about him. I just want to be in his arms. At least one time. I’m a very direct person. I talk to him. We both know we have something for each other but never mentioned it. I just want him to talk more. I want to feel that I exist for him. I like when he calls. He makes me smile. It wouldn’t kill him to talk to me or to call me, and it would make someone more than happy everyday.

Ann.