11 March, 2003 - 7:11 p.m.

I finally got to trawl through my last box of junk this evening, and while doing so, I came across an old day planner of mine. one of those ones that has a page to a day, and the entire year in overview on the first few pages.

flipping through it, I saw something that I had never noticed before. on the very first page it had the words "This diary remains the property of _____________", where my name was written in my favourite blue pen. and underneath it, in a writing so familiar it made my heart skip three beats, were the words "and I, yours."

three words were all it took, and they weren't even the usual ones that people are always so hungry to hear.

but it doesn't matter that they weren't loud and clear proclamations of love .. what mattered was that they were my three words; dedicated to me and immortalised on that front page.

and despite all of my best intentions over the past few years, I find myself in love with him all over again.

and if at all possible .. more deeply so.