I think when it's all over, it just comes back in flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, and they all come back, but he never does. I think part of me knew, the second I saw him, that this would happen. It's not really anything he said, or anything he did, it's just the feeling that came along with it. The crazy thing is, I don't know if I will ever feel that way again..but I don't know if I should. I knew loving him would just cause me trouble, but I thought maybe, just maybe he loved me too. I knew his world moved too fast, and burned too bright, but I just thought, how could the devil be pulling me towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me, I guess I just lost my balance. I think the worst part of it all, wasn't losing him, it was losing me. You don't know who you are, until you lose who you are.