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As the days go on, I realize that no one I ever run across will amount to what Adam meant to me. No one will care as much, either. What do I do... I'm afraid I won't ever find out and we'll spend our lives apart when we should be together. I'm also afraid that if we get back together, something will go wrong. Ahhh, nervousness at it's finest. I haven't had hands this shaky since the first time we hung out.