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Monday, June 11, 2007

Sometimes, it's easy to get irritated with him.
Sometimes, I feel like hanging up when talking to him
But then again,
Sometimes, just seeing his face again makes me forget about why I was irritated in the first place.
I'll smile no matter how angry I am.
Seems like the heart have no desire to follow what the brain's telling it to do.
And when I hang up the phone, something seems to keep probing me to call him.
The thought of losing him makes me scared.
I have said this many times and the meaning stays the same.
I love you Regan.
Same as yesterday, today and it will remain the same tomorrow.

Mushy, I know but I type this so you won't say ewwww with that irritating face of yours.
But I don't know why, tonight, I cannot stop thinking about you.

I miss you.