Lovesick fool

Every morning, I used to look forward to the new day because its a new day with you. But now. . .
I don't know what to say; to make it work; to make it sound right. But everyday, that I am without you, I feel as though I am more tired than usual and there is nothing to look forward to.

We used to share stories and banter about who is superior. You made me proud of my writing and come to love my skill because its a another way to connect with you but now I am plagued with months upon months of writer's block. My novel that I was going to suprise you with is neglected.

There is so much I want to tell you. All the months without you, I want you to stay updated with my life. I want to stay updated in your life.

I want to know, if there was ever a time you cared for me and was not justt being nice. If there was ever a time, sitting beside me, you felt restless by my warmth. If there was a day, where all your thoughts were filled with images of me. I want to know, if you really meant it back then when you called me "cute".

Like a fool, I still ask these questions; even though you no longer talk to me.
Like a fool, I still stare at your photo
Like a fool, I am still mesmorised by the sound of your guitar.

Like a fool. . .
I am still in love with you.