I don't agree with the other review here. This hit me where it's meant to hit. And maybe I'm feeling pretty vunerable at the momenet anyway, but it made me cry.
I don't even think I'm crying about quite the same thing you are talking about, but it's similar enough to hit hard.
You see, I have a box on my bookshelf, a box filled with letters, photos and presents from a certain someone. Someone who I have promised myself not to forget, because I love her so much, but someone who, sometimes, I wish I could forget. I wish I could just walk away with a clear conscience and not look back, because it hurts so much to think about her. But I don't tell anyone that I feel like crying when I think of her - I just bury it deep inside me.
I can't forget her though - I don't want to! I'm one of the only ones there for her - my other friends have walked away, without a second thought and I don't begrudge them that, but I can't. I told her that I would stay there for her, no matter how hard it got, and I'm going to stay there.
But it is wrong to sometimes wish that I could get her of my mind?
Sorry, I've sort of off-loaded on to you, but there's no-one else for me to tell and you sound like you'd understand...
If your writing can hit so much of a chord with me that it makes me want to tell you, then I'm going to tell you. I hope you don't mind...

well since it was for a class it was good. otherwise it was just kinda dull.