Thursday, Aug. 01, 2002 | 10:31 a.m.

he asked what i dreamt of and i told him i dream of him. he said he didn't believe me. "why not? you're the only thing worth dreaming about."

and i still ask sillly questions, just to hear the silly answers.

are you going to come visit me when i go to school? i'd die if i couldn't see you. hehe, it's 'cause you like me, right? right. and you just like me, right? just you. no one else but you. and you don't ever have to worry about that, okay? [grins.] okay.

come away with me, in the night.