Someone Loves Me
11/12/2002 04:21 a.m.
T loves me...he loves me so much that he knows when things are bothering me and he fixes it (or at least makes an attempt to). I love him. No one has ever cared about ME that much. It means so much to me to have him care...his love means the world to me...he means the world to me. I could picture a future with him and that makes me feel so good. To know that we have a future together. Hell HE is the one making comments about our future now...and its not only me and my wishful thinking. HE LOVES ME! I LOVE HIM! I wish I could shout it from the rooftops...and tell the world what a wonderful man I have.

Just yesterday...I was confused about us. But today it's better...he made it better. Granted things aren't perfect and they never will be, but they are as close to perfect as can be. T and me equal absolute (almost) perfection! ;)
I am currently Better
I am listening to My roomate talking