I've always loved the first day of school better than the last day of school. Firsts are best because they are beginnings.

But just because you bury something, that doesn't mean it stops existing. Those feelings, they'd been there all along. All that time. I had to face it.

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I'll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.

That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.

Looking on the bright side of life never killed anybody.

I've always loved the first day of school better than the last day of school. Firsts are best because they are beginnings.