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Wednesday, July 07, 2004

I miss you. I already knew how much, and then you wrote, and I suddenly knew that I had underestimated by at least a hundred percent. How am I going to continue to pretend that I can think of anything but you? Because I can't. I don't know if you ever knew that, but if ever you speak to Em, ask him. He can tell you. Just a little bit obsessive, that's me. I had forgotten how to hope that you would come back into my life.

God help me, I don't want to let you go.

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