Jet Plane

Some days I wish I could fly away on a jet plane. Just take off into the sky and leave the world behind. Leave my friends, my family, my school, my life. Just throw it all away and fly alone into the abyss. I no longer feel for the person I've spent, or rather wasted, the last 6 months of my life on. It was selfish, and pointless, and insane. I want to just erase him, erase all that we were, he's a hypocrite, he's a liar, he doesn't even respect me. I'll be his friend, but we're not close, he refuses to let me in and that is on him. If he ever wants to I'll be there, but I'm not going to force myself into his life. I could have given it up to him, and I'm so glad I didn't. I would have regretted it beyond any other mistake. I'm making a promise to myself. No more boy obsessions like this. No more allowing it to take over my life. If I feel like I'm going to again, I'll just drift off and fly away on my jet plane. No more. I may need to reread this later and remind myself. I'm sorry to my best friends who I talked about this, or rather whined about it, way too much.