I Miss Him

Well, yeah, you've guessed it.
This journal is about *drumrollllllll* a guy. Yes, yes. My once-boyfriend.
We broke up on Friday because I was afraid my parents would find out about us. It's a long story, but I really didn't want to break up with him. He's the love of my life and I can't imagine not having him around. I'm constantly talking to him online, laughing at his jokes on the phone, or he's standing tall at my side and holding my hand at school. I'm not even sure where we stand now, but I know that we love each other and would do anything to stay together.
He hasn't called me all weekend, so I'm not sure if I should call him. I think he's too scared to call in case my parents get all wacko on him and tell him not to call so often. I want to talk to him though...
Man, this is so hard. I couldn't stop crying on Friday and, even though I'm past the "crying stage", I still get tears in my eyes when I stare at a picture of him and me or think about the great times we had in the past. Life doesn't seem so joyous anymore, almost like someone layed a murky curtain around me and I can't see through the haze.
I just wish I could have him back. I'm trying not to let this get to me and be all obsessive over him, but I just don't know what to do. Should I call him and talk? My parents are out right now, so they wouldn't know. Should I just leave him be?
Ugh, this is terrible. I miss Noah!! :'(