July 12, 2003
There's a part of me that is telling me to go and have fun, hang out with other girls, try to get a sort of girlfriend thing going. It's the summer before college, after all. I should live it up. I'm always glad, though, that nothing actually happens because either I'm unsuccessful, or I just didn't try. Because after a little bit of thinking, I come back to you. I think about how I really care about you. It's okay if you're not doing the same thing. I just wouldn't feel right moving on quite yet. You're just so beautiful.