So sick.

I'm so sick of not knowing what he's thinking.
I'm sick of him not telling me how he feels.
I'm sick of fighting about the dumbest little things.
I'm so sick of not knowing what to do.

It's kind of ridiculous. When he tells me all these things about how he wants to be with me and see me every day [of course, he told me these things drunk . . ] and then suddenly it's like, a complete change in his attitude. I have no idea what's going on. I don't know what to say to him. I want to see him and tell him in person that he's the only one I want to be with and how much I really do like him. But when will that happen? Obviously not tonight. And tomorrow? I have no idea now! Then I'm leaving for my parents house on Monday for a few days. What if he changes his mind? What if he decides that he doesn't want to be with me anymore? I let myself fall for him way too much I guess.