How do you pick up the pieces? How do you go back and be the person you were? Is it even possible? You may think so, but sometimes going back is the one thing you can’t do. So when left in that position, you have to move forward…

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I wouldn’t give up. I’ve been called crazy, but for what I believe in, it’s more than worth it. So many times, I’ve just sat and thought about things that only a guy in love would think about. Yes, I am in love.

He’s not just a guy, he’s an answer to my prayers. Everything about him is infectious and I’ve caught the disease. His smile, his hair, his eyes, his lips…oh God I could go on forever about how much I love him.

He means more to me than anything. I wish I could trade places with him and take away the pain. I’m the only one who can take it away and cause it. It’s because of me that he doesn’t remember significant events in his life.

He doesn’t remember his birthday.

He doesn’t know who his parents were and why they’re dead.

He doesn’t even know me…