There's some nights, maybe once every other month, where I stay up later than Mr. Schroeder and just think. I'll turn on some music, sit back, relax, and just think. This is SO simple. But I keep asking myself! Why am I so worried about my friends? Why am I so worried about if people feel the same way I do? I chose Trev. He is mine. Forever. And that really is all that matters. Friends will come & go, but I'll always have my Mr. Schroeder. And THAT is what truly comforts me.
