August 26, 7:29 am.

I'm about to get to school. And throughout this whole night, I couldn't stop thinking.

About Cameron.

Not you.

About the way the dimples form in his cheeks whenever he smiles.

The way his eyes look whenever they're near the sun.

The way he smiles when he sees me.

And it finally hits me.

I was so focused in what I lost that I forgot what wad right in front of me this whole time.

Something much better than the one thing I have been moping for all this time.