i was thinking, maybe today we'll be sick to death and bored of each other. maybe we won't be as childishly and crazily in love with each other anymore. i call him to wake him up and he grumpily lets out a monosyllabic grunt before hanging up. i head home alone after school, leaning my head against the window pane, dusty sunlight casting grey figures under my closed eyelids. half an hour later, he calls me and says, "i miss you." "already?" i reply incredulously, secretly happy. so clingy, i think to myself. the same way when i grab him and hug him, he grins and mutters, "oh, so clingy, so clingyyyy..." and then literally crushes me against his chest and refuses to let go.