I don’t know whether I’m ecstatic or devastated. The boy I love with all my heart seems to love me too. But he came to me with all his pretty words only after he had poured his heart out to every other girl he knew. On the one hand, he loves me. But on the other, is it real if he had to be rejected by anyone with eyes to see me? I sighed and flopped on the floor of my bedroom. Staring at the ceiling usually helped me organize my thoughts, but today I just popped my earbuds in and tried to drown out the world. As the songs took up all the space left in my head, outside there was a sunshine shower, which perfectly matched the confusion of my mood.