This Doesn't Happen to Normal People

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Saturday, March 15, 2003

Oh, I'm SO exhausted. I have been for the past four hours, I just couldn't tell my love that. He needed me. I love him SO much! Even though that's redundant, as love is infinite-at least my love, the love I have for him. I hurt him. *I* hurt him. Oh, I wish I could be with him every moment! I could prove every second that I'm not leaving, that I'm never going anywhere. I can't even SEE straight, but my brain is in hyper drive. And my heart is so full with him...I'm actually afraid it might burst, it's overflowing. I love him. I LOVE him. Right now it's all I can do. That and hope he one day knows it.
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