But that never came.

I fought off tears the entire time we were together, telling myself that I wasn't going to cry in front of him. We weren't saying "goodbye" only "I'll see you soon." But when I got home, it hit, like a ton of bricks, or a mob of BSB fans.

When we had been separated over winter break, I called him and he played for me an mp3 he had found. It was of the song "Somewhere Out There" from the movie An American Tail.

After he left tonight, I turned on the radio and the very first song I heard was "Somewhere Out There."

I lost it.

I bawled until I got my friend on the phone. Talking to her just seemed to ease the pain. I had been listening to BSB's "Show me the Meaning of Being Lonely" almost constantly all week long. I thought I was prepared. I wasn't; not for that break down.

I only hope that it was a sign and I pray that it is a good one.

"And even though I know
How very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing
On the same bright star"
--James Ingram and Linda Rondstadt, "Somewhere Out There"

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