It's been almost a year now and yet I remember that day perfectly. The day that Ty and I had broken up.

Well, he broke up with me. I didn't know what I had done wrong. I was always loyal to him. Sometimes for some unknown reason Ty would cancel. He would always miss school a lot also, but he never told me where he went. I always thought that was strange. Maybe he was cheating? Ty would never seem like the person to cheat. He would frequently tell me that he loved me.

After he broke up with me, he moved. I was happy that I wouldn't have to face him everyday. It was hard for me at first- all the pain and suffering, but after a while I had gotten used to it.