I've read somewhere that the length of time a person should be able to move on from a "break up" is 1/3 of the time that the couple was together. But what does "together" mean? Is it the time when you start having feelings for that person? Is it just the time when you start being with that person? What if the person was forcefully taken away? What if the person never cared? Does science or society set up any rules for those kinds of situation? When is it okay to care for someone again? When is it okay to fall in love without the guilt? When is it okay to be with someone again? When is it okay to find solace in someone else? When is it okay to be okay? This is what happened after the Terminal This is the continuation of life.

I never believed in love... I thought it's just an overrated emotion where the hormones take over a girl's heart.. I don't have time for that. Then I met Gerard. He was obnoxious.. arrogant.. selfish.. creepy.. We did not get along. But there was something that attracted me to the freak. Before I knew it, I couldn't let go. The overrated emotion I once shunned was suddenly the central force of my universe -- with the creep smacked right in the middle. And it all started at the terminal.

Short drabble. Jean's POV.