I was going to make this into a LIY chapter but I don't have the strength to now. *cries* I miss my boyfriend.

Think.

Sit.

Study.

Wait.

Think.

Sit.

Study.

Wait.

What else is there to do in this place?

I don't want to be here. I'd rather be with him.

What do you do when the best thing that ever happened to you lives 684 miles away? When you can barely breathe because your heart is three states away from you? When you're going through pre-med, and despite all of your “friends,” you feel so lonely... because every time you say good bye your heart breaks a little more.

You wait.

Because that's all you can do, and it sucks.