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Every night, I would pray that I could get a feeling of deja vu... A dream of the future. I want to see what is to become of us after we're gone. Many have spoken of graduation, and yes, many have said how sad they were. I want to keep my friends, but I can't help but wonder: What's to become of us? Maybe years later, we're looking back at this, and laughing. Maybe we really are all living in the same area, all with a job, and in the same college like we'd hoped. But to wish that much would be selfish. There's not much we can do, as the time approaches, but we're not dead yet. There's much left to be done. We are the few chosen to have a chance to live a real life, unlike many. It's something to be grateful of. Unlike many things, love lasts forever. You can say you don't have it, but you do. How do you think you have friends? Not just because they feel sorry for you or anything. It's because you love each other.
Love: a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
Don't lie to yourself. Somebody does, indeed, love you. There is no special way. Love is love. There are different kinds, but none is better than another. Your efforts will never prove in vain as long as you think of the people you love. Your friends are family. Remember that, and you'll learn to love yourself as well, in a way that'll guide you through life. I'm still on my way there, and I'm struggling, but there's still hope. Hope that keeps going. If you're still alive, then don't give up.