So I have a really hard time with the fact that I trusted you with something so important and special and now its just… Over. I hate that word… Over. I have to keep telling myself that it’s over because sometimes I forget… Like when I have a dream about you and I wake up and want to tell you but then I have to remind myself that I shouldn’t do that anymore because it’s OVER. It’s hard… But I am getting better. Before now I hadn’t missed you for two days. That’s progress. Granted, it’s probably because I’ve been studying for finals like crazy but it still counts. & maybe by the time I see you again I’ll be good enough that I won’t have to spend our whole time together wishing that I could still kiss you or hold your hand… Okay that’s a long shot. But a girl can be optimistic can’t she?