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February 19, 2014
Micah with the dark eyes... asked about me. Says my friend. She's luring me to Florida with this knowledge. "He asked all about you." The lure is working, but my hands are tied and my heart damnedly dead. The last time I saw him was three years ago when I was still with J. Micah was literally the perfect man, probably still is... gorgeous, sweet, caring, intelligent, etc... and really into me. And he knew that I knew how he felt.

Oh, heart, why do you refuse to beat for someone, anyone? Why can I not reason with you?!