Boredom has seaped its way into every crack of my being. I am so saturated with it that my head pounds in agony. There is nothing entertaining to be done today. The world is gray, the sun doesn't shine, and I simply want to fall into the abyss of sleep.

What good is having a boyfriend when I can't really ever have him? I wonder what is so wrong with me that he really has no desire to be with me... He has full priviledges to everything that I am and yet I sit here, unused, abandoned, forgotten, unwanted... I am nothing to him.

Where is my knight in shining armor? Where is my hopeless romantic. Where is my wonderful boy who adores me and worships me and makes me feel like I'm the only person on the planet worth loving? I thought I had him, but he tricked me. He took my heart and ran away.