I never really thought much about how I might die. People say that when you're young, you're blissfully unaware about death, like you're having too much fun to think about it. I completely disagree; in fact, I don't think that's true at all. Suicide rates are at their all-time high, and did you know that it's most common in teenagers and young adults? No. I bet you didn't.

Maybe you're wondering why there's all this talk of death on my mind. It's strange for me, too, so we're in the same boat. But every since I met this guy... I can't get it off my mind. I know what you must be thinking, that he broke my heart and I'm going to overdose or something ridiculous like that. Honest, though, that's not it at all. This guy is different from all the rest. He makes me think about things I never would have considered thinking about with anyone else.

It's so strange. He knows what I'm thinking even before it's out of my mouth, like he can read my mind. I feel comforted when I talk to him, and he makes me want to be a better person. There's an amazing quality of kindness and compassion in him, and it's nothing like any person possesses. He's the most beautiful being that I've ever seen in my life. It's too good to be true, right? Well, why should it be? There's enough of him to go around, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, I guess now that I told you a little about him, I should tell you his name. But before I reveal who this mysterious man is, I should warn you. I never used to be in love like this. I never used to give a damn what happened to other people. Well, wait. You won't listen to me if I tell you who it is, first, because then there will be no surprise ending.

So, I guess before you figure out who he is, I should tell you my story. Now, where should I begin?