My name is Elizabeth and I am in love with Luke. There are things that I thought I knew, but in fact I do not. I am still trying to figure out who I am. I am only eighteen years old. There is still time to be who I want to be. I want to be someone everyone likes. I want to be the girl who smiles all the time. I want to try hard in school and learn everything. I want to want to play my clarinet. I want to have friends. I want to be independent yet caring. There was a time when bad days were rare. Now I wake up expecting a bad day and am surprised if it is not. I turned into a cynical pessimist because I didn't want to be naive and ignorant. I want what's best for me. I've been with Luke for the past two years of my life. And right now, he's the only part of me I really know. I have a lot to handle right now and I've never been good with stress and emotional issues. I tend to run away and try to cover it up to make everything better. This is the point where I stop running. I'm staying. I need to find the rest of me. I know love is not enough to make a relationship work, but it's what's keeping me going.

