I'm a dork. I've been watching the TV show Mr. Personality over the past few weeks, and have found myself a little more than addicted. Tonight, after watching the end of the series, I found myself swept away in the fairytale Haley got to live through. Giddyness surged through me as she picked the right guy, and was afraid to open her eyes to really see him. She had so many moments that will never be a reality for me, and she ended up with the guy of her dreams.

Enchanted, Romatic, Captivating moments... I'll never have those. At least, that's what I want so badly to believe, so that my heart doesn't get caught up in the moments that I'll never have. Wouldn't it be easier just to stop dreaming, wishing, hoping? To just give up and admit that I can't get there?

Something won't let me give up. I think it's my friends that have been giving me reasons to go on every day. And it's the memories of Jeremy. And it's the world I see around me, and everyone who looks for someone to hold onto.