By this time next year, you'll hear her say "I love you." then follow it by a "Goodbye." You'll see her everyday but never speak to her again. You'll catch yourself staring at the back of her head or watching her laugh and goof off with her new friends. You'll remember when it was you. You'll want to warn her new friends that they'll be kicked to the side at her first chance. You'll feel bad for them, then remember what it was like when it happened to you and claim they deserve it. You'll get over her, eventually. For now it seems like an eternity, but soon you'll forget her and when she calls you ten years from now, you won't remember her name or even care.