--I don't know if one university is wide enough for us to never meet each other. --I spent the happiest two years loving her, does that mean I have to same the same amount of time cleaning it up? --I can barely recognize her from the photo, does that mean I'm getting better? --Forget her face, forget her smile, forget the way she walk, the way she talk, the way she drag me down to hell. Then, we can talk about being friends. --She is set to be one of the important milestones in my life. But I don't want her to be my goal anymore...this is way too painful. --I don't really want to see her during the summer, or in September, or anytime soon. God knows what I will do if she's right in front of me. --Actually I know. I will do nothing. I'm a coward. --And I'm still hurting.