In 2010 I was at a church camp for high schoolers. I know that this might sound like a typical teenage summer romance but what happened is much more. The campers were divide into about 60 groups of 10 to 15. The first day of meeting my group I did what any guy would do. I looked for the pretty girls of the group. I was an idiot because I completely ignored the girl beside me. She was short, had brown hair and she was average in looks and body type. The next day we were discussing sins that we struggle with and one of hers was that she was addicted to aerosol. I thought that she was crazy for trusting us with that kind of information on the second day of camp. It was about the middle of the week when we started talking. I fell for her and come time to leave at the end of camp I didn't want to go. So I promised her I would see her the following year. During the time in between we had a constant stream of communication. Video Calls, phone calls, texts, and even letters. I felt as if we grew closer in our time apart. I even got to know her family. The second time I could have seen her, the second time that i would have gone to camp, I couldn't make it because we didn't have the money. She was sad and so was I. So I said I will make it next year. I wish I could have stopped the events that followed. After the second week in june (A week after the end of camp) I got a job. I worked my but off to save the money to go back. We had numerous video calls and phone calls leading up to christmas. I even mailed her a necklace that would arrive the day before christmas. It was January of 2012 when she told me she had tickets to a concert in March. I didn't think much of it, but who would have? No one could have seen it coming. She made it to the concert in March. I was happy for her. She was growing more and more excited as the date approached. The concert ended at 11:30 on March 12 2012. Her father was driving home and they were just getting on the undivided highway to her house when a semi with a drunk driver crossed over the yellow line and killed Kenzie and her father instantly. I have not had a single girlfriend since. We had plans to get married. We were already engaged (Her fathers idea believe it or not.) I was working on some classes in highschool that counted as college credits and she was wanting to be an art teacher. I'm just rambling now, I'm sorry this post is so long. Im not even sure I want to keep this account because I don't believe anyone will ever feel this way about me ever again.

@Davidbird: Grief therapy, may be a good idea. And just look for more friends for now.