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Monday, March 27th, 2006I sit. thinking. searching.i’m looking for ways to make you see how special you are to me.I always end up in vain.i try to make you see how special you are to me the best way i know how.i hope you see it.i hope you feel it.because nothing matters more to me than to make you happy.i wish you’d tell me how.i wish it were that easy.but then the trouble of searching for ways to make you happy makes making you happy more worth it.i hope you see it.i hope you feel it.i hope you’re happy…with me.