My Baby

I was laying in bed trying to sleep thinking about all the things that happened recently, atleast Gage wasn't extremely freaked out by the whole situation. Well, he didn't act like it. Maybe he was freaked out and just wasn't showing it and he was going to start ignoring me, which, to be honest, was probably the case.

Eventually, and thankfully, my unrelenting thoughts came to end as I drifted off to sleep.

"Get up, it's 7:30," was the next thing I heard as my mom came in my room and said the next morning.

I moaned. Today was just one of those days that it was almost impossible to get out of bed. Immediately I felt a jolt in my heart as I thought about Gage and our conversation at Jane's, I hadn't seen him since and I didn't want to face him just yet.

I crawled slowly out of bed and got ready as best I could feeling as tired as I was, closing my eyes basically the whole time I was getting ready.

The thought of Gage was the only thing keeping me moving forward. I thought about hugging him, kissing him, touching him...

I hoped he thought the same things about me.