Tonight Emilie got home. Oh, how I have missed her. I babbled to her like I do only to my family. Babbling is my forte, but I only do it around people with whom I am comfortable. I told Em about the drama this weekend, about fights with roommates and calls from home. We talked about falling in love. We talked, she talked and I talked. Then we went shopping. At Walmart I was given one of the best compliments of my life.
"I like talking to you," she said. "Even though Caitie isn't home I know it's alright because I can talk to you."
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you may have deleted it, but i will never forget what you wrote.
I didn't delete it to hide it from you. I told you to your face on Saturday how I felt.
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