It's been three months. Three months since I last saw him. And even though it hurts, it's for the best. Not for me, but for him. So, I'll just keep smiling. And if anyone asks, I'll just say, "Yes. I'm fine. Of course, I feel much better." I will no longer be the sad, heartbroken girl who lost her first love. I'll start fresh. I have to act like everything is back to normal again. That's the only way I can make it through.