Please come back home.

Where'd you go?
I miss you so.

Seems like it's been forever

Since you've been gone...

Please come back home.

I'm not sure what is going on in my head.

I dont know what i'm thinking,

What i'm feeling, Where i'm going.

I mean, i have ideas

But none of which will do.

What should i make of it?

Its just like old times.

Before we went out.

He was away in a foreign place

And we spend hours talking about everything.

i'm one of the only people he calls.

He mentioned having to call all these other people

And yet he didnt say he wanted off the phone

And he said he'd call me again tomorrow.

"This better be an incrediby beautiful girl or i'm hanging up."

i miss the way he'd smile and say, "Goodmorning Beautiful."

i think thats what i miss about him;

He's so much better then everyone else.

He makes me feel beautiful,

He makes me laugh,

He makes me happy and i hate it.

What good is going to come of this?

"It's such a comfy bed, and it fits two."

...

"Hint hint."

So it's not just me.

He told me his story about how PDA rules dont apply

when they are on off time.

What he was alluding to, was the hotel i'd be staying at if i visited.

He didnt mean it in anything too explicit

And even if he did, lets face it:

The only reason i didnt sleep with him

Is because i would have felt like a whore.

Two weeks? Come on...

I've been browsing all day long.

How much it might cost,

What way i can get down there,

What lie i can tell my family...

AMTrak, Airplane, Car

Somewhere between 300 to 600 dollars

"I'm going to see [my brother's] girlfriend."

"Heather's grandmother invited me to go to Tahoe for the weekend."

Myabe i'll say i'm going to seem my cousins and staying with them.

My mom will never know, and they'd be really cool about it.

I realize i'm looking too much into this,

i'm thinking about all these things,

making all these plans,

and i know by the time it comes around,

We'll either have faded back to aquaintances,

Or it will just become impossible.