Noah...

Noah has this thing where he can read my mind. And I don't mean that he can tell what I'm thinking when I'm next to him giving him a look, I mean he can tell that something is wrong when he's at his house and I'm at mine. That is one thing that kills me about him. The night that I posted my explosion, he started I.M.ing me and asking me what was wrong. He hadn't and still hasn't read the post though, because if he had, we would have been having another argument. But no, his messages were more like "what's wrong with you", "care to talk about it", "I want you to be happy", and the killer "I love you, now tell me". So I made up some crap that wasn't entirely true, but not entirely false about college and friends and how I feel forgotten. Noah then goes into full time sweet mode and tells me that he'll never forget me and we'll always be best friends. And then has to go to bed, but not before telling me to keep typing and send it in a message, because he wants to be there to listen to me and help me feel better. But I, of course, care too much about him to tell him what's really bugging me, so I just go to bed too. The next morning he sends me some texts telling me to be happy and smile. BAM immediate frown on my face. Maybe one day, he'll get it.

To add to my sadness, today my last best friend leaves for college. After she's gone, I am officially alone. Everyone else is at school or work. So I'm procrastinating going over to her house to say goodbye because I don't want to believe that she's going. This can't be happening. :(