sick

I feel good today. Better than I have in a long time.

She told me she loves me.

And not a friendly, platonic sort of thing. A "can't live without you, you're my everything" sort.

She told me she loves me.

She also told me that because of this, she can't speak to me any more. I didn't take this seriously, as I don't really think her heart was in it.

I swear I'll never understand women, though. Or people, for that matter. Why does it have to be so complicated?

But she said she loves me!