2003-03-14| 9:29 p.m.

I see you two or three times a week and i am in love with you. I love how you make me laugh so hard I can't breathe, and I love how I do the same to you. I love how you come over and act all nonchalant, almost as much as I do to you. I love how you start conversations, I love how we had that one really funny joke and things just went from there, I love wishing I could talk to you for one more minute before you go, I love it all.

Too bad I think "we're just friends."