panic, pantic, full of love

I miss my baby and I haven't even seen him yet? I'm talking about Mr. Guy! I just got this real time heartache sensation in the pit of my gut, something I didn't ever get with Jeff. God, I just need him now. In about one day of meeting him I'm probably going to tell him I love him. I wanted you to come back into my life before I meet him so you can tell me some things. God, I need him. Like I said, the first time I became obsessed with Mr. Guy Jeff reclaimed his spotlight. Now all-AND I MEAN ALL-I do everyday and every night before I fall asleep is daydream. God, I don't have a full time job. I'm dreaming about this guy ALL DAY NIGHT NONSTOP. Jeff didn't get full daydream treatment. Well, maybe he did, I just can't remember. But with Jeff, I was able to easily cry. Will I be able to easily cry with Mr. Guy? Everyday I read the latest news on Amy Winehouse. I think she's awesome. God, when am I going to meet Mr. Guy? I wish he could just call me. Like, he just called me out of the blue, without me knowing his number or anything, just called and asked, "Is this Samantha? This is the man you've been waiting for, the man of your dreams!" Oh, I think I'll faint when I see him. God, I think I love him! But I can't tell him that. He'll probably freak. But when I love, I love hard. That's what's happening right now. I can't stop thinking about this guy. I wonder if he's having the same thoughts about me too. God, please say he is. God, what I need is to die. I'm sick of falling like, madly for guys and then they break my heart. It hurts so much when I fall madly in love. It's hurting now. Wait, I remember I broke Mr. Guy's heart. It's something I'll never, ever forget or do again.