Everytime I go outside with Twyla and the cat comes and sits on my lap I cry. I cry because everytime we were sitting on the lawn with Twyla and Baby (The cat) we'd always say we already have the perfect family.

I'm still trying to get over him but it's so hard. I never realized what real love was until now. I had thought I loved in the past but I know now that I never did. I never even came close to loving someone until him.

I thought meeting some new people would help me overcome my hurt and longing to be close to him but it's not. It still hurts like the last time I said goodbye to him.

But everything's for the best.

Maybe. . .

-n0fx