you told me once that love is one of the hardest and also one of the most wonderful things you have experienced in your life, and that despite that you still didnt want to love again for a while, your heart still hurt.

a few minutes later you said, why is it that you can fall so easily in love with your friends? it almost always hurts you?

and i said, you are supposed to love your friends.

and you said, not like my buddies, i love them, i mean like the kind you feel in your chest, the one that makes you feel so good inside it hurts.

and to that, i had nothing.

im pretty sure you dont remember this conversation. it was late at night, and you werent exactly yourself. but then again, you never know.

other things were said, things i would rather not write, and i dont remember if you remember some of the things i told you, but if you do i want you to know i meant them.

i was smiling on the inside.

love always,

katie