How-how can we make it against the whole world?

He will think Lochan wasn't loved, but he was, more deeply than most people are in a lifetime.

How can something so wrong feel so right?

Any guy, even imaginary, would just feel like second best. Second best to what? I don't even have an image of the perfect boyfriend. I just know he must exist. Because I have all these feelings-love, longing, wanting to be touched, dreaming of being kissed-yet no one to focus them on.

It's always nice being fancied. It's always nice being wanted. Even it it's by the wrong person.

They say when you really love someone, you should be willing to set them free. So that is what I am doing. I will step back and you will move on. I will let you go. ... Your happiness means everything to me. I will listen for your voice in the distance. I will look at the moon. I will keep you in my pocket. I will carry your smile with me everywhere, like a warm and comforting glow.