Why?...
Why did I have to meet her? Meeting her meant falling for her. Falling for her meant feeling something again...and feeling always leads to disappointment. She is gorgeous, she is a fantastic person, and I love having her in my life. Having her in my life is also slowly killing me because she's leaving anyway. I try not to get attached, people always leave. Why would she be any different...I’ll never not feel this way for her.