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January 14, 2008
Itís bitter and wrong of me but sometimes I canít help but remember our earlier years and let it get me down. I hope that whatever you didnít see in me then keeps you here now because quite frankly Iím in love with you, dammit, and I think you underestimate me when I say I knew it all along. It was flightier then, I liked the sound of your name and your laugh, but as time passed I instead fell for the crack in your voice when you started to cry and the crease in your skin from the bedsheets.