Although the autumn in Miami, may not really be considered a traditional "fall". I love fall dressing. Here are some of my most recent favorite looks, a little less covered since "fall weather" here is about in the high 70s.

So, basically. At the tender age of 17, I am going through a mid-life crisis. And of course your assumptions are correct, it revolves around a boy I love. Let me begin my tale. About a year ago, I met a boy through mutual friends who at time had a huge crush on me. I however, wanted nothing to do with the fellow, for I wasn't in the mood for boy drama. However, he was persistent and after about an entire summer of hanging out and talking everyday, we fell in love. We were so so in love. But things turned ugly. I became super dependent on him and in the end we both lost all of our friends to eachother and things started turning ugly. We would fight everyday and it got to the point where our love was quickly fading. We broke up after 6 months of roller coaster dating but deep down we knew we still loved eachother. After a month of breaking up, he asked me back out. But, stupid, insane me declined because I felt as though after "dumping" me, he couldn't just have me back like that. But time passed and he got over the idea too and developed the ingenious idea to only stay friends. For about 5 months now, we have been broken up but still very "close" if you know what I mean. Neither of us have seen other people. I would explain to him that I wanted him back and that I was so sorry but it was too late and he said he doesn't think he will give it another chance but at least not for the next 4 years (since he is leaving for college in New York, and I hail from Miami). A week ago, he left. The first couple of days he texted me once or twice a day and called me once, but it seems now, he has completley forgotten about me and has moved on. I thought we had such a connection, for goodness sakes, this guy was head over heels in love with me! He even proposed to me on my 17th birthday and would of done anything for me! Why wouldn't he just give it another chance? I called him last night to see what he was up to and he answers the phone "Hey, who is this?". Is this just normal college tradition? Should I act as though I have forgotten about him as well and not contact him? Why can't love be simple? Why, why, why? I suppose these questions may seem mundane, but as a young girl in love and experiencing my first heartbreak, they are pretty much colassal. Any advice?