October 30, 1997 – Thursday – 12:29 p.m.

Can life be this good?

Can a girl be this amazing?

Can a friend be this wonderful?

We watched videos tonight.  She and I laid next to each other on a small bed.  Her touch was so comfortable.  It’s hard to think of anything else now but her.

We are simply friends, but compared to what we used to be, every moment near her is a treasure and a gift.

I have so little time with her.  So little for my mouth to say, I know it has to pour forth from my eyes.

I can do this though.

I can be strong.

I can leave a perfect paradise and go into the unknown.

I can, can’t I?

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