I was "in love" with Jack for years, since I was about twelve. Once I entered a "real" relationship, though, I realized that Jack was only a stupid middle school crush. I saw him for the last time yesterday - he'll be moving across the country, to LA, tomorrow. Granted I had a few drinks in me, I got very emotional, though words were barely exhanged. Looking at this picture makes me feel even worse, I thought I forgot how to smile that way.