Monday, March 11, 2002
it's not the things you say, it's the way that you say them;
and it's not the way you look, it's the way you look at me
It was the first night in so long that we ended the night without being mad at each other. Pure bliss. Most people underestimate the absolute beauty of looking into someone else's eyes and still seeing love and not pain. I wanted to ask him about it, but was too scared of ruining the moment. That's a pure romantic for ya, I guess - always scared of ruining the beauty. Pity. I would have liked some answers.
10:06 PM
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