Apr 22, 2008 17:09
i don't know how i feel today. i don't think you even read this anymore. i got the courage to call you. i forced myself to not call you at 12am. i watched that minute pass by, and the next, and the next. i finally just went to sleep to avoid thinking about it anymore. you said you're happy. i hope you meant that. i want you happy. i want me happy too, but maybe it will happen soon. maybe it's a little far fetched, or maybe completely crazy to think about it, but maybe we could even do lunch soon? i sincerely miss you and feel like we need to be friends (at least); for us.
MR: what time are you free tomorrow?