Sent: Monday, June 23, 2003 4:44 PM
I'm in love with you.
Sent: Tuesday, June 24, 2003 2:09 PM
I know no ways to mince it in love, but
directly to say 'I love you:' then if you urge me
farther than to say 'do you in faith?' I wear out
my suit. Give me your answer; i' faith, do: and so
clap hands and a bargain: how say you, lady? :-)
Sent: Tuesday, June 24, 2003 4:15 PM
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love. :)
And, because we are merry...
Ask me no reason why I love you; for though
Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him
not for his counsellor. You are not young, no more
am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry,
so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you
love sack, and so do I; would you desire better
sympathy? Let it suffice thee, Monsieur Paul,--at
the least, if the love of poor actress can suffice,--
that I love thee. ;)
Sent: Tuesday, June 24, 2003 4:30 PM
Subject: RE: :)
I was a creep last night. I felt like he was blowing me off. And he was, sort of; though I could have been clearer about wanting to chat. So I stayed up late and cried on the phone. (Got Hormones?)
And then I had nightmares about Z growing up and just hating me. This seems highly unlikely, as we get along famously, but it still shook me (all night long).
It's so hard, this living apart. So very hard.
I awoke with a headache and a pervading sense of sadness.
How quickly both evaporated...
P sent me six roses and seven balloons this afternoon, and a beautiful note:
Be Together Today To
Celebrate Acknowledging Our
Love For Each Other, Know
That Our Love Is Beyond
Distance And Time. It Lives
In Our Soul Where We Are
Together Always. Paul
OK. I am the luckiest girl in the world.
This will all work out. I know it will :)
OK, enough with the schmoopy poopy already.
I'm off to eat pizza and pet Michele's new pussy(cat) :)