So it was a day like any other day.... except, for some strange reason, instead of a house he wanted to go to the park, where he and I originally started to get to know eachother, and become really goood friends. I thought it would be so beautiful, and romantic, and that he was going to give my birthday present to me or something corny like that..but the tables turned. I remember every little memory, and detail of what ever happened between us. So I was SO excited to see him obviously..but when I got there, he looked uset..He said he felt sick, so I believed that was the reason. As we get there it was all slow pace, and little moving.. Then we got face to face...and he began to tell me he loved me, with more of a sad look on his face over and over, until he couldnt look at me anymore. That when I figured it out. I thought it was happening with all the little hints, but i didnt think it would ACTUCALLY happen. thats when he used the words "we should break up" I could have died, i felt sick to my stomach. I feel sick just writing this, and recapping the memories. My mom tried helping...I know she means well, but it wasn't helping. He says he still loves me, and that it is because we were getting "distant" and that he didnt want to wait a couple of days, weeks, or months, because it would have just made everything that much harder.. but it is hard.. i feel like dieing is the golden ticket to how I feel. Im sorry, but i prolly didn't give word foor word actions...but im really dizzy...and I just want to try to go to sleep.