As I sit here in darkness, I think about all the things I've given up to be with him. I ask myself why do I miss him so? Why every time I think of his name, my stomach gets butterflies? Why? Is he even worth my time? My mind tells me no, he's moving next year anyway, why should I get so caught up in him, when he'll leave my life forever in a mere 365 days. But I fear my heart is in to deep, its too late for reasoning. I've fallen and can't escape this dream. So I'll just live every moment and enjoy every second of my little love story.