someday i am going to leave here, and i am not going to look back. . . i won't look at the mistakes, or the pain and the tears, or that one night we spent together that seemed like if we held on, it could last an eternity. . . i am not going to look back. i hope to look forward to new friendships and less crying, more love, and more trying. . . i am not going to look back. . . for anything about you.

and I Loved You with all my heart. i fought for you, i treasured you. . . i went to hell and back for you. . . and i am still sitting here, lonely and afraid. . . without the only one that ever mattered.

i wouldn't know what to call these past few months other than a beautiful existence. it was highlighted by you, and given to me, it was shined on by many, and loved by a few. . . and here i am, waiting for any kind of a second beginning that in the end. . . would give me you...