• May. Near the end of school, not much to do is there? Not for me anyway, i guess i had always hoped i would find a summer love that would last summer and beyond. But i never thought it would happen. But then i met her, Emma to be precise. She had always seemed just to good to be true to me. Always elusive, i mean she was in my group of friends but she never knew how i had really felt about her. Neither did i know how she felt about me. But i guess that is what you get when you don't pay attention past what your own thoughts are.