sometimes i think i should just give up, sometimes i think that i should stop wasting my time trying to fix this on my own. but then i remember all those nights we shared together; whether it was staying in, just us two, or out with our friends. i remember all of those times we spent playing around, smiling, and laughing. i thought those days would last forever. i remember the night you took me out to dinner, and how lucky i felt to have you. i remember those kisses that sent my mind into outer space, and the moments that we looked into each others eyes, and i knew that we were meant to be together, i knew that you cared about me, and i knew that you were going to change my life. but as i think back now, it hurts, because i'm scared i'm never going to feel like that again.