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Sunday, August 15, 2004

I remember one day a while ago where I laid down in bed next to someone. There was nothing extraordinary about this day, however, I felt content. I felt happy. I felt loved. We both lay there not saying anything. Just thinking. She answered my thoughts in words without me even opening my mouth. I will never forget that day. I want to live that day again.
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I hope that was me, sweetheart. Was it me? I know I've had some times like that with you but I've never heard you speak of them before. Or maybe you are thinking of someone else, and my love for you does not match the love you felt with that girl. Are you unhappy with me? Am I not the one you speak of? You are my life... my moon and sun... I can only hope that the girl you talk of is me, because I want to make you feel like that, and it will be such an incredible pain to know I can't or don't.
 
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