It's currently 8:57 pm. I'm sitting on my bed, wearing your shirt.. And I've come to a conclusion, I miss you so much. I don't think I can handle this.. I can smell you, but you're so far away. I can hear your heartbeat, yet you're not beside me. I can feel you with me, dispite you're sixteen miles away. The past couple days, no, week, has been extremely hard for me. I haven't seen you. We've barely talked. And when we talk, it feels like there's something missing. That we're at a distance from each other. I don't know if I'm going crazy or if you feel it too.. But my heart hurts. I can't even function properly nowadays.. I need you Mikey. I need you. I've also realized, you're leaving me. For 3 weeks. Which is, 21 days. Or, 504 hours. Or, 30 240 mintues. And if you really wanna get into it, 1 814 400 seconds. I barely see you when you're in Milton.. But having you gone for ball in the States, is just another story.. I won't have any chances to see you. I won't have any chances to talk to you.. In 10 days.. you're gone. For those three weeks, I don't know what I'm going to do.. Who am I supposed to randomly text saying I love you? Who am I supposed to call in the middle of the night? Who am I supposed to bore with my uneventful daily stories? Who's gonna be there when I need someone the most? Yes, I am having an emotional breakdown. I don't know what to do. I need you right now.. I really do. But I have no idea where you are.