That love thing again

I tasted the coffee on Jeremy's lips. I thought I loved him. He touched my hair and I thought I loved him. He told me he loved me and I was pretty sure I loved him back. But the minute I walked away from him, I started doubting it. I want to love him, and I think I do, but only when we're together. When we're apart, I think about it, and I don't see why I love him. I care about him, but I don't know if I love him. Let's just go with the fact that I really, really, really like him.

August 08, 2004 at 9:10 pm