Looking back, I was still deciding whether I like you when I’m around you, & the only reason that made me fret when you’re around, is because I wanted to know if you did hold any interest in me enough to find me. So my head fills up with you, & it starts to pick up things that I hadn’t noticed. & I start to like those little things, & even the big ones. That’s when feelings change, while you’re away. I don’t like you for that little time we spent together, I liked you for when you’re not there & all I can think about is you. It’s the space you left that made me miss you, not because of what you ever did. Which means that these feelings for you hadn’t been real at all. They’re just masks to hide the feelings of abandonment.