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March 27, 2004
I want her to notice me. I want her to talk to me like we used to do before. I want her to be able to talk to me without treading on broken glass. I want her to confide even a small piece of herself in me. I want her to need me like I need her. I want her to know just how much I think of her. I want to tell her how beautiful I think she is. I want all sorts of stupid, selfish, impossible things that won't happen because I screwed up, as simple as that.