In These Past Two Years… I’ve learned in these past two years how it feels to love somebody, to not just be infatuated, but actually love a person and not have them know it. And I’ve learned how much it hurts to watch the one you love, love someone else. I’ve learned in these past two years that you have to have the courage to say how you feel when you feel it, or else you’ll never get over it or be able to move on. I’ve learned that what you bottle inside can eat you up or tear you apart. I’ve learned in these past two years that there is someone who will always be there for you. And I’ve learned that sometimes you have to look right in front of you for that person. I’ve learned in these past two years how it feels to be hurt so bad by a person who you thought never would. But I’ve learned that sometimes it’s worth it to give that person a second chance. I’ve learned in these past two years that there are people who exude faith, hope, and happiness. I’ve learned that those are the people I most look to in life. I’ve learned in these past two years that the most valuable thing is a friend that knows what you are holding back. And I’ve learned that kind of friend never needs an explanation. I’ve learned in these past two years that you can make mistakes, but it’s how you react to those that define who you are. And I’ve learned that just because you admit you messed up, it doesn’t mean everyone else will too. I’ve learned in these past two years that living a dream is usually harder than you ever imagined. But I’ve learned it can also be better than anything in your imagination. I’ve learned in these past two years that you can’t define yourself as one thing, as one goal, as one aspect of your life. Because I’ve learned that one thing doesn’t always turn out like you plan.