i'm foolish. i'm an idiot. i'm stupid. i'm blind. i wonder sometimes... what you think of me? i wonder if you do miss me... before you said you do, then i asked again... you replied..does it matter? those words hurts me. but that doesn't matter. i don't matter. do you know... how it will be like when you're gone? of course not. because you only think i will just go off and have fun. but truth is... it won't be all that fun for me. i will have to put up with school. yes, i know it's my fault. i'm the one who chose to go to summer school. so now i have to deal with it. but know this... a part of me will feel empty knowing that you aren't there. that you're off in another country having fun. it will make me wonder if the thoughts of me will cross your mind when you're having fun. yet... somehow i doubt it... earlier... before i signed offline. i was waiting to see if you would call. i was about to give up.. but you called. i was glad. but then, when you hung up without a word. i was down. i called back. many times. but that only caused you to turn off your phone. now i wonder if you're ignoring me... if you even want to talk to me... maybe... you'll call me soon... this is my little glimmer of hope... maybe.. you will pick up when i call... but... what if you don't... what will happen then...

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