I know, you've all said it, why haven't you ended it. It's because, as clichéd as you think it will sound, or stupid or irresponsible, I love her. And I mean it too. I love her.

I could just sit there for hours looking into her eyes trying to think of a name for the colour of them. She could talk about how bad her day has been and I would listen, without interrupting. I trust her, and I've forgiven her, because I know she regrets what she did.

I wish, every second of every day, that there will be a reason that she won't have to go, but there won't be one.

There's something different, a certain... I don't know what...

So, yeah, I hope you all say that I'm being stupid and making a mistake, but I'll carry on, come what may...