"Absence makes the heart growfonder."

This is call number 8.

I admit it!

I kinda miss you.

He missed my performance last week. Girlfriend.

I almost cried. He promised me. Promise promise promise. But NOOO. I've been calling him for hours and hours for days and days.

Who am I kidding?

He isn't going to answer.

I went to Disneyland for Halloween yesterday. Walked in flip flops all day, and now my legs are all messed up and I can barely walk. It's getting too crowded there. Oh well. That was fun for two years. 

This is text number 10. Wait- now 11.

"Hey, you there?"(That's your cue.)
"Yeah, what's up? Hi :)"

You are MISSING your lines. 

I'm kinda MISSING you.

Two of my closest friends said she's quite ugly. I still haven't met her. 

Oh, I have three very very close friends.

One, who you know as best friend? , her name is Enge. (Angie, that's how you say it.)

Two is Lexy. She's like pure, concentrated sunshine.

And the one I've been talking about lately, Josh. He's a hopeless romantic pretending to be a cynic, I'm a cynic pretending to be a hopeless romantic.

Anyway. He asked her to winter formal.

SHE SAID YES!

Fan-fucking-tastic.

I do NOT have feelings for him.

I don't LIKE you,

I don't LOVE you, 

I don't NEED you,

I don't WANT you.

So why can't I stop THINKING about you?

"I want to promise you anything; then break it to give you everything."

Sincerely,

I Miss You. Like, A Lot. Call Me?