The pain is much less these days. It doesn't hurt as much as it used to. And I don't think about you as much as I used to. I remember the times before when I hadn't understood who you weren't, I used to think about you with each and every breathe I took. But now theres someone else. I really like her. But i'm scared. Not of rejection. I hope I do get rejected. No. I'm scared of you. What if she turns out to be just like you? Then what? Am I bound to go to hell all over again. And for what. For loving. Am I to suffer because I can truly love? Is this cycle of interchange between hell and heaven ever going to stop?