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I didn't know how long I had been staring out the window but I couldn't do anything to pull myself back into reality.

My mind was spinning as I stared at the starry night sky. My thoughts were racing with questions about Wes and Summer, whether they hit it off, if he liked her, if he'll ask her out.

I hated thinking about it but nothing I did to distract myself was working.

I was in pure agony. It was torture. It was hell.

I want to say I'm overreacting but honestly, feelings hurt and feelings suck.

It just hurts to know that he doesn't see me the way I see him. It hurts that I can't have him. It hurts that I'm going to eventually see him be with someone else.

I wish I could forget all about these stupid feelings I have for Wes but unfortunately, you cannot pick and chose who you fall for or when.

I felt pathetic and lousy and like a sad, bummy little shit, more than I ever had before.

"Heartbreak and love - total bitch, I know," Michelle tried to keep her tone teasing, to lighten the