'He's leaving,' she thought. 'He's leaving and I never got the chance to say good-bye. I never got the chance to tell him how much he means to me or how he's one in a million. He's the one star that shines the brightest in the night sky. He's so much unlike any other guy that I know. He's so mature, so sweet and so loving. And all I wanted was to tell him how much he meant to me and let him know that I will never forget him. And maybe give him a little peck on the cheek, nothing too suggestive, just so that he feels as special as he really is. But I don't have the chance. I understand why he's leaving, and he's happy even though he has to leave what is currently his life. So I should be happy too. But I can't let go of the nagging feeling that there is no other guy like him.'
'We were so close for a while. It was so nice… but then all of a sudden…something happened. I still don't know what it was. I still don't know why. But I miss him. I miss him terribly, and he's not even gone yet. He is gone in a sense, but he's also still here. And I never got that chance to tell him how I feel. I guess it's not even a lack of freshman romance anymore… it's a lack of summer romance, even though he was not a freshman.'
'It's going to be a long summer. And once band camp starts, he won't be there. He will be on the other side of the country with a different band and a different group of friends and a whole nother life. Maybe someone new will come along, maybe they won't. Maybe I'll see him sometime in the future. But for just this once, I have to accept reality as it is. No more playing games in my mind. He's leaving. And if I can't be with him, all I really wanted is to say good-bye.'
