2003-01-27 - 10:21 p.m.

dearest beloved,

i want nothing more than to cry. i cannot bare the distance i have gained through the years between myself and my wonderful dreams. i do not mean the dreams i have when i sleep, but the precious day dreams of what i wanted to do and who i wanted to be. i drifted so far away from them that they seem as small as a star, and yet, we know stars are massive.

bright shiny dreams that are infinitely hard to reach within my lifetime...

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