From April of 2009 to about September, I spent my time, picking up the pieces of my heart off the ground.

When I finally had it all solidified and down pat, I met someone and I felt whole again.

She brought the smiles back, reminding me what it was like to be happy again.

I really liked her.

Today, I decided to go out on a limb and ask her out.

Me and my stupid idea.

She told me that she was busy 'cause of our upcoming exams and whatnot. It's fine, considering it is high school and all.

That moment, I felt my already unstable heart crumble as I struggled to fight back the tears I knew would come. Putting on a brave face, I pretended to shrug it off like nothing had happened.

I think I just died a little.