24 AUGUST 2004
I don't know what it is you see in me, Kevin.
I'm lazy, arrogant.
I can't even remember the last time I smiled.
We argue over petty things. You say you're angry with me, but I can feel your hands run through my hair late at night when you think I'm asleep.
Though, as hard as I try to convince myself that it's alright to fall in love,
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