I guess no one ever said life is the easiest thing since wonderbread.

It's hard going to bed and "dreaming" about not being with the one you love; finding out you weren't dreaming is the hard part.  Waking up and realizing that it wasn't a dream, that it's actually true, is hard.  Knowing that we'll always be at least friends, and maybe someday, even more than friends, is what keeps me alive.