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\"Show me at the powerline..if it's real\"

Yesterday, and the night before, me and Luke really got into it about my jealousy. We actually broke up for a few hours, but it felt like years. It didn't take much to keep myself from trying to hurt myself because of it. I simply though, it wouldn't change what happend and it'd only make me look weak. I was surprised when I got a text from an unknown number asking for another chance. I wasn't happy, exactly. Just confused. I knew who it was, but I asked anyway. For a second I thought the person who's number it was (Lukes friend Shannen), was just messing with me. I stopped texting him back after I thought that. But Luke IMed me an hour or so later. It really was him, and he asked if I wanted another chance. Of course I replied with an absolutly. I felt safe again. It felt like it'd been days since I talked to him, and even still it felt weird.
After we broke up, the first thing I did was call Jessica. I didn't cry until I explained to her what'd happend. I don't think she understood me though, I was babbling and choking on my words. I didn't know how I'd explain it to her. I knew she'd be mad.
Anyhow, I saw Luke this morning, and it felt like nothing had happend. I felt the butterflies, the good kind. And we were smiling. And kissing. And hugging. I'm so lucky, so very very lucky he'd taken me back.
Me and my dad were just talking about it, and he said Luke was absolutly right to break up with me.

My brother's taking me to his house, so I'll finish this later

4:57 p.m. - 2009-03-30

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