it's just a stupid teenage novel. Still, I can't help but relate to her in those months after he is rescued. I know what it feels like to see the one you love look back at you like he doesn't know who you are anymore. Or, alternatively, look back at you like he sees you for the first time, but despises what he sees. I know how the guilt can eat away at you. That you know it's your fault he's so far gone, that you pushed him away, but can still be angry with him for going away. Knowing you should be able to try, should be able to do something to bring him back. But being completely clueless about how to do it. Even your love make him angry and pushes him farther away.
I know what it feels like to realize you took everything for granted. To be confused and refuse to acknowledge your emotions until it is too late. To wish, beyond reason, beyond hope, that there was something you could do to bring that old person back. Maybe not even the old person, but maybe just some person who can stand to be in the same room with you would be a good start.
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