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Friday, July 21, 2006
210706


this is the only way it goes. you're so hard to love. but in any case im gonna love you so hard, i dont recognise myself anymore. you're a man i havent met. and you're the man i want t love, to brave all difficulties just t be by your side. not a leech but a lover. the things you do make me wonder why. i dont want t be sad but you have t learnt speak up, to tell me the things i do not knw of, so that i dont think of the worst. you keep so quiet, i feel like a loud hailer (spell). you keep so silent, i dont knw if im getting t be a nuisance, if im repeating the same mistake i did, if you're feeling what you felt months ago. i have t knw, so that i can change. i dont want you t keep so quiet, that i myself dont knw what t do.

it's hard. im willing to try.
i dont want t bother anyone anymore.
im gonna be strong.
i hope.