It's not goodbye, it's see you later.

Welcome to the life of me. My name is Cecelia Dinehart, but people call me Cece or Lia. I'm 19 years old and I'm, well, I'm just me. Nothing special. I mean sure I guess I am special to some people, but to myself? No I don't consider me anything special at all. Anyways moving on, Im a sophmore in college and my major is PT (Physical Therapy). I love college, but I feel alone. Yes I have friends, a lot actually, if that's what your wondering but noone is as close to me like he is or was. I miss him. Who he is. Who we were. How I was when he was near me. I miss being happy. But after he left I became depressed and lonely. I haven't seen him in little over a year. Does he still remember me? Does he know how much I love him? Will I ever get the chance to tell him? All of these questions circulate my head nonstop.