*sigh*

As much as i want to be happy, i can't seem to muster enough enthusiasm for it.

I know i will miss so many things. I know i will cry. I know i will stare blankly into space (more so than i do now) and find myself weeping for utterly no reason. I know i will wonder silently (and out loud) why it's so unfair, why it has to be this way, why things turned out like this. I know i will never know.

But this i know:

I know that loving you was never a mistake, nor a regret i will say or think in the future. I know that as much as this hurts, it will get better. I know that even though it may seem like it's forever, there WILL be a next time...

I know that i will love you forever.