I swear time stopped for a few minutes. It was only 6:23  when I heard his voice last. I looked at my phone and only a few seconds passed. No no. Stop. Stop. The last time you felt like this you almost died. Stop. STOP!

I sighed and slowly got up. Why do I fucking care so much? I barely met him today. What the fuck.

My dad knocked on the door and I dazed in and out of reality. "Aren? Do you want dinner?" His voice sounded watery and twisted to me. My head was getting all jumbled up. "Sure." I barely squeaked out as I sighed again and sat back down on the bed. He walked away with the sound of his footsteps trailing behind him as I started at the wall.               

Things started to get dizzy. I just couldn't make things clear. Why did I love this boy so much? I barely met him today!

The next day at school I couldn't find the other anywhere. I felt so desperate. So empty. I almost fell down the stairs from being so out of it.

Was it just because I looked up to him?

I hope I don't get heart broken again.