everything i see, everywhere i look... i'm reminded of him... from the littlest, most insignificant thing to flat out obvious. i can' t help but think about him... i look at my dvds and see movies that we've seen together... i dig through my closet looking for something and find old movie tickets, including the one from our first movie together... the night he asked me to be his... i look aruond my room and i see all of the lil car toys he gave me like my hotwheels one that no matter how much i told him that i didn't want him to buy it, he still did because he knew that i wanted it and that it would make me smile. i used to ask myself why i was with him... but now i know why... even tho he made me sad when little things happened... he always found a way to make it up or make everything okay again... just last night, i remember thinking, "wow, 7 months on monday..." but now i don't know... i wish everything was happy again...