I need to stop checking my phone every few minutes to see if there is a text from you.

I need to study. I need to sleep. I need to know that you're not upset with me.

I need you to miss me like I miss you. Wait, no. I can't bear the thought of you hurting as much as this.

I need you to move on, find yourself and your love elsewhere.

I don't want you to, though.