Welcome to the life of me. My name is Cecelia Dinehart, but people call me Cece or Lia. I'm 19 years old and I'm, well, I'm just me. Nothing special. I mean sure I guess I am special to some people, but to myself? No I don't consider me anything special at all. Anyways moving on, Im a sophmore in college and my major is PT (Physical Therapy). I love college, but I feel alone. Yes I have friends, a lot actually, if that's what your wondering but noone is as close to me like he is or was. I miss him. Who he is. Who we were. How I was when he was near me. I miss being happy. But after he left I became depressed and lonely. I haven't seen him in little over a year. Does he still remember me? Does he know how much I love him? Will I ever get the chance to tell him? All of these questions circulate my head nonstop.
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