I lie there rambling on about something that doesn’t matter anymore. I look up at my phone, I see the look in your eyes and the smile tugging at your lips. My heart flutters and I smile back, my face heating up and a slight pink blush appears on my cheeks. I stare into your eyes for a moment, getting lost in them for what seems like forever. I bury my face into my pillow, smiling as I let out flustered squeals. I loved the way you looked at me, the way you listened, the way you spoke to me. It made me feel special, and overjoyed. But then I woke up. I sit up in my bed cold, phone dead, window open and the wind blowing my curtains. I wrap my blanket around me, and I hug my blanket to my chest. I rest my face on my knees and sniffle.