I don't know what being in love with someone is supposed to feel like," Tyler admits with a breathy laugh, "but if being in love means thinking about someone every second of every day... If being in love means your entire mood shifts when they're around... If being in love means you'd do anything and everything for them," he murmurs, "then I am endlessly in love with you.

That's the thing about distance: It either gives you time to move on form someone, or it makes you realize just how much you need them.

No te rindas.

Is there a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone?

You've got nothing to be worried about," he whispers slowly, his breath hot against my cheek, "because, baby, I'm all yours.

That's the thing about distance: It either gives you time to move on from someone, or it makes you realize just how much you need them.

We promised we'd all stay in touch. Even joked about a yearly reunion. These kinds of goodbyes are the scary goodbyes. The goodbyes where you know the chances of seeing each other again are very slim.

It was supposed to be us against the world, Tyler and me versus everyone else. Now it's just me.

I think parks like these are the best places to people-watch. The diversity of people here is really cool and, again I find myself wondering what they're doing and why they're here and who they're with. I'm far too curious for my own good.