I check my phone 7:44- No reply
7:45- Nothing
7:55- I really need to stop this and focus on my homework.
Ring!
My heart drops.
I quickly pick up my phone to read a notification! From.. “The Wall Street Journal..
*Sigh.
Disappointed, I grudgingly pick up my pencil again wondering why I’m even subscribed to the Wall Street Journal; I don’t read the news.
Finally, when I give up on waiting for you to reply, assume you’ve died, and host a funeral for you in my head
You reply.
With “L-O-L”
I don’t know how my paragraph long message could be possibly answered with a single word- not even a full word but a three letter acronym
and the 50:1 ratio of my messages to yours is super depressing
But this is still better than nothing so I can’t help but smile like a fool and start planning out our wedding again.
I know I should play hard to get but I can’t fight the urge to text back right away.
If I spent this much energy on my schoolwork, I would be valedictorian.
I rant to my friends but by this point, they’ve had it with my stupidity.
“Omg drop him. He’s not worth it.” They say
I really should get over you.
But then again I should also stop eating ice cream for breakfast.
I guess you’re just like the millions of health problems I have to live with. 