During the first month of school, I spent nearly 90% thinking about you, the other 10% about what I was gonna do that day. I remember a class in English, the professor asked a sentence, I remember it vividly as something to do with nouns. So I gave the sentence 'She will always be my only one', the professor gave the old 'Awww' look...so did the other 41 girls in my classroom. Somehow, trying to deal with stuff here is much easier if it was to be associated with you. When I get home, my guitar is usually the first thing I touch, but that day was an exception. I still couldn't get over the question of 'What on earth am I doing here miles and miles away from you?', and still up to this moment, I'm still wondering. Going out doesn't really help either, everywhere I look or hear would always somehow remind me of you, and I mean anything... One embarassing moment was when I ran towards this girl who seemed to resemble you alot, but half way there I realised, it was'nt you... it wasn't...

The time I miss you the most is whenever I'm alone... I remember staying home and doing nothing but think about those great times we've had, few but really meaningful. Along with all the reminising, is the inevitable thought of whether you're thinking about me as well, as the late Michael Jackson said it 'It's human nature'. I try to block it out with anything I can find but it's almost like trying to stop a huge wave with a small stone, it's impossible. Even my friends here can tell how hard it's been for me, I assure them I'm staying strong just as much as I assure myself that.

Even though it seems like im out of hope, you're still the one that keeps me going. The force thats pushing me forward. The only star that seems to shimmer during the night. The only record that plays in my lifes playlist. The best part of me. Pretty bummed that I'm not seeing you anytime soon, but when I do see you...when I see you, you're gonna be loved like you've never been loved before... Thank you for everything... I love you...