You sniff as you pull down another picture of Eric. You look at the photo, it was taken two months ago under a big oak tree on campus, you both looked so happy then. You sniff again, tearing the picture, and his handsome face in it, apart. You toss the picture in the trash can and gaze at your face in the mirror over your dresser. You know your pretty as you look in your reflection taking in your light blonde hair, deep green eyes and slim figure. Its time to find someone new, enough crying over that jerk.
