There’s a girl who I’ve seen in pain for almost five years. She’s a senior in high school and she always looks like she’s hiding everything in her life. Her life’s a mystery to the majority of the school and the world, she has friends but, she doesn’t talk to them about her personal thoughts, she had never told anyone that she’s in love either, and she’s never told the person that she’s in love with him. Five years seems forever in my time but, then again, time goes pretty fast. Her love seems to have to much hope. You can see that she’s in love with someone when she day dreams of him often. Her eyes look passionate and yet, sad. She’s happy, yet, depressed. I’ve never seen this man nor has she. I wonder who he is because, she’s never seen him either. I remember clearly that she had loved this man who had showed up in her dreams. Never had I heard of that kind of love. Did she make him up? I don’t know? I do know that… That girl happens to be me. Loving a man who I’d only seen in my dreams has been a life that I’ve lived for five years. I don’t understand this love…