The way Jake made me feel is like trying to describe how water tastes. You can't. It's impossible. He made me feel like I was empowered, that I had the whole world on my side, but most importantly, I had him at my side. I haven't felt that way in a long time, because this type of feeling is so hard to find in our world today. Maybe that's why so many people are so devastated after they've lost their first love. Maybe they realized what they've lost.

Once you've had love, and lost it, the whole world shuts down. It's like, you're in another dimension or something. Asking yourself, "Was this love even real?" and "Why doesn't the world stop after he/she is gone?"

Shouldn't the world stop? Don't I deserve to have the universe come to a halt for a while for me to recupe? While the rest of the world is living, moving on with their lives, what am I to do? My world is gone.