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Saturday, June 18, 2005

I really don't know what's your reason. I am smart enough to know there was something you didn't want to tell me. But I ain't letting myself feel down about it. It just does not make me feel so bad, to be honest with you. I asked and worried about you, though. In my heart at least I know I really care for you even as just a friend. That much I can say.... I treated you as a friend. Thus, I felt deceived that you couldn't even give me an honest answer. We didn't have to talk about it or discuss it but we could have still talked despite whatever it was. Oh well...that's your choice. It really is fair this way and I really can't blame you. I left you once before. But please know that I tried...and you still have a friend in me.