"How did you get that?" I asked, pointing to the piece of paper with my song on it.

"It was on the ground. I guess you dropped it." He stood as he spoke.

Oops.

He opened the page and read a piece of it. "When I look in your eyes, I feel like I can touch the sky... When I think of you, I know you don't have a clue..." His eyes searched mine. "This is how I feel," he read. "Every day and night... Wishing you were mine..."

Suddenly I had a realisation. This wasn't the song I'd thought it was - the one that had gotten me here in the first place. It was a poem... which I had only put... in my diary...

"Stop!" I cried, reaching out for the paper. How had I not realised that the rose petals were on that paper? It was the only poem I'd written that I'd actually liked, so I'd put three rose petals on it.

Anthony stepped back, and in doing so, lose his balance, falling off the dock. The paper fluttered down with him, dissolving into the water.

"My... poem!" I whispered.

Anthony bobbed in the water before climbing back onto the dock, soaking wet. He took off his wet shirt, ringing it out with his hands.

I dived for the spot where the petals still remained, clutching onto them tightly.

Though it was warm out, it was breezy. The wind froze me half to death as I climbed back onto the dock.

Then I turned to Anthony. "It's gone!" I screamed. "GONE!"

"Min-"

"You little jerk! You lost my favorite poem! And what the HELL were you doing in my DIARY? Or was it IAN?!" I couldn't help but make helpless accusations.

"I wasn't in your diary! And I didn't mean to lose it-" He reached his hand out to touch my arm.

But I ran before he could. I ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, or why. I just knew I had to get away from here.

"Min!" Ant yelled, chasing me down. Unlike in my dream, he was faster than me. He caught up quickly, wrapping his arms around me.

"Let me go!" I yelled, my voice cracking with the force of my screams. I tried to hit him and kick him, but his grip was too tight.

"Min! Please calm down!"

I suddenly broke down, going limp and falling to the ground. I wasn't crying, but I was whimpering.

Ant dropped automatically to his knees beside me. "Min, talk to me, please?" He whispered.

"I can't." I shook my head. I knew I couldn't tell Anthony all that was going on.

After a moment's silence, he asked, "Can you talk to Ian?"

I nodded hesitantly.

I heard a few clicks of cell phone buttons, and then Ant's voice. "Ian, hey, can you come to the dock at the park?... Min needs you... Okay...Thanks. Bye." Anthony's hand rubbed my back gently and he spoke to Ian, then to me. "Ian's on his way."

I sat up, leaning my head on Ant's now bare chest. He was really warm. Anthony wrapped both arms around me, holding me close while we awaited Ian's arrival.

* * * * * *

"Ian's here," Ant whispered as headlights flashed across the grass.

I honestly didn't want to let go of Anthony, but knowing his best friend was here was the best thing for me right now.

I stood with Ant as we watched Ian walk toward us. "Hi Min. What's up?" He asked.

"Hi, Ian. Can we talk?" The whispered words seemed so loud in this dark, empty park.

"Sure." He put his hand on my damp back and we walked off the the dock. "What's wrong?"

"Ian..." I said. "First of all... WHY were you in my diary?" I accused him.

"I wasn't. I found that poem laying on your bed," he said gently.

I sighed. "Okay... Whatever. Anyway, Ian, you know I love him," -I pointed in the general direction of Anthony Padilla- "Don't you?"

Ian smiled faintly. "I could guess."

I sighed. "It's all going wrong." I shook my head.

"What is?"

"Everything." I stopped pacing and stood still. "Everything, and I can't even explain it. It's like he's a piece of me- a piece I'll never have. And he barely knows me... But I know him... It's like a piece of my heart is forever gone."

"Do you honestly think you know him?" Ian asked politely.

I sighed. "Not completely. But I feel like I do." I turned and stepped closer to Ian. "Have you ever loved somebody... So much... That you knew you could never love anyone else? That you could never go on if they weren't alive and with you?"

He eyed me carefully, deciding to tell me what was on his mind. "Yes and no. I love someone for nearly twenty years... before deciding it was possible to love other people." He looked out to the lake.

"...Who? Who did you love? Melanie Moat?" I asked.

He gently smiled. "Well... Yes. But she wasn't my true love. You really want to know who I loved?" I nodded, so he continued. "In high school, I guess Anthony told you... I wasn't so popular. People picked on Anthony for hanging out with me. They called him gay, called me gay... And Ant always defended me, saying, 'He's not gay.' Well, when I left high school, I met Melanie. We dated for years... But I never truly felt a connection. So I finally broke up with her. And I knew I'd never lost the love I once had... The love of my life... Anthony. I loved him from sixth grade up until about a month ago." He shook his head. "I mean, I still love him. Just not the same way."

I couldn't help from letting my mouth hang open. When I finally brought myself to words, I said, "Why don't you love him anymore?"

"Like I said, I learned to love other people." He looked me in the eye and smiled.

"Who do you love now?" I asked quietly.

"Oh, you'll find out eventually. I'm sure of it." He started walking back to Anthony.

"Ian, wait!" I called quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Come over here..."

He turned back to me, walking slowly up to me. "Yes?"

I looked at him cautiously, carefully.

"...Is it me?"

"Min, my love runs deep. My loves runs for many people. I can't exactly explain how I feel about you right now. I love you... But I'm not sure how deep that love is."

I sighed.

"I love you, too, Ian. Thanks for chatting with me."

Ian turned and walked toward Anthony, who was waiting paitiently, once again. He left me standing there, with so many unanswered questions.

If one thing had changed about me tonight, it was that I knew that Anthony wasn't my only love.

Like Ian had told me, I didn't know how deep that love ran...

But I knew it existed.