"Do you realize what you are to me? ...Everyone else will always be second best." -Roswell
Everyone has that one summer, the best summer of their lives. The summer they found love and laughter. The summer they found happiness. I found my summer. He made me laugh and cry. He made me want to scream and kiss him all at the same time. But most of all, he made me love him. It was one sided and hopeless, because he loved her. That hurt worse than loosing him in the end. And even more than that, she knew. And so did everyone else. Because I'm completely transparent, except to him. To him I'm just invisible.
"I love you more than bunnies."
