Oliver – 6pm.

Today im fine without Miley. I'd run away with my thoughts of her, praying that she'd just live a good life. Lilly is working it all out now, the reasons why I miss Miley even more than usual.

Hannah Montana has been booked for another tour, the people can't get enough of her and neither can I. My bedroom feels damp and depressing and I haven't made contact with the outside world for almost a day now.

Im here waiting, with the voice of my love echoing in my ears from my bedside radio. Yesterday I could have sworn I saw Miley by the beach, laughing. It's almost like she's passed on, she's just become a ghost in my mind. And while she is off in Hollywood with Jake, im back here stuck in her memory.

A slow sad song play's over and over in my mind. And every time I get to a certain part in the song, my heart jumps and I stop breathing for a few seconds. Those word's in my head, almost like poetry. They all string together now and have created this sad song in my head. I tried to play it once, the notes were all flowing alright until my heart starting jumping again and then the only thing that flowed was my tears.

Miley – 7.30pm

Lilly called.

I almost wish that it had been Oliver, not because I prefer Oliver over Lilly, just so I could hear his voice once more. It feels like a lifetime since I last saw Oliver, and I miss him more than I could imagine.

Jake has his arm tenderly around my waist, and truth be told, I don't want him to remove it. His affection is comforting, and it distracts me from my thoughts of Oliver. We are walking through a quaint park just near my hotel. From here I can still hear my Daddy's voice singing a traditional Robbie-Ray song. I don't exactly know all the words in the song, I did when I was little but as I grew I seemed to forget the melody and lyrics. I missed that song and the man who sings it.

Jake and I are sitting beside the river-bed, watching the moonlit lake and all it's creatures come to life under the stars. It's a beautiful site, something Oliver would have enjoyed. With just the

thought of Oliver I feel like dancing, he makes me feel like I can walk on water.

Jake begins to stand up slowly; I watch his body shift from side to side and his muscles tightening as he pushes his body weigh up-ward. He is handsome, but not the guy I want to spend my life with. I know that. And I think he knows that too.

He offer's out his hand to me, I place my palm in his and step towards him. He holds me next to the water and tells me to listen to the music it plays as the wind blows by. I take off each of my shoes and step out into the water, it is chilly at first and numbs my toes but slowly I adjust to the temperature of the river and let the music flow through me. It's beautiful, a song of humming insects and graceful reeds, and a big finale of the water rippling. He tells me that they all sing for me, and this is exactly what he hears when someone says my name.

I can feel tears forming in my eyes, and I know that he knows why. He holds me tightly and tells me that if it were his decision he'd never want to let me go. But unfortunately it isn't his decision, it's mine…