Maddox
One and a half months of reminding myself to keep it together felt like seven years. I miss Sydney like crazy, but my stupid pride, or more like my bruised ego's preventing me from moving my ass to find her. She's the one who pushed me away, so I figured or assumed more or less, that if I mean something to her, she'd eventually come back and of course, she never did. The thing is, I don't even know what she's been up to these days. After she left, I immersed myself with band stuff just to get my mind off of her and stirred clear from gossip magazines, news, or entertainment shows. I thought not hearing anything about her or seeing her will eventually make me feel okay, but guess what? I was wrong about that too.
Also, whenever there are TV appearances or radio interviews, the guys
