2002-03-10 - 4:26 a.m.
So where do I start. I feel so much for you. I know you're totally fucked up and you can't be good for anyone right now. Neither can I. But I can't help but get closer and closer to this person that is so passionate...so volitile...so intelligent...so caring...so cool and so beautiful. I can't help feeling things getting stronger and stronger. I don't want you to go. I don't want you to leave. But I love you, and I want whatever is best for you. I wish we could talk about this.
