Once again

I've only looked through my shoebox 4 times. I put it together just before I moved to arlington. It contains everything I have to remember dani by. From pictures to movie stubs to ice skating passes, field of screams pass, an ugly doll, a baseball domo kun, wall-e, letters and many other things. I've looked at it only 4 times. Once when I finished putting it together. Once when I finished moving into my first apartment, another time when I changed apartments and the last time was a week after we broke up. I've cried only 3 times. I didn't cry the last time, and i'm not sure why. I haven't cried about being broken up after the second day. However, this made me really sad when i read it:

"so yeah, today didn't really go as planned. not at all haha. but you took care of me when i really needed it, and i can't find words to express how it made me feel. no one has ever done that for me, and i really felt your love. when my temperature was 102, i was glad to have you there beside me for support. it may not be that big of a deal, but i needed it more than you may think.
this past year, we have as grown as a couple. when we first got together, we both didn't think it'd work. it was a slow transition, but i'm incredibly happy we waited it out. we've figured each other out, for the most part, over all this time. i know a lot of your quirks, your habits, your emotions, and the things that make you you. and you, you've figured me out as well. i don't know about you, but i know you've helped me with my self esteem. you can make me smile through anything, and you give me hope. our routine mondays keep me waiting, and cheese pizza has never tasted so good in my life haha. and our geek show never gets old.
i love your laugh, your voice, your smile, your eyes, your twisted sense of humor. i also love how different we are from other couples our age haha. but i really love how much we are alike, and how beautifully we get along. it really is a type of perfect, if perfect is even real. we're two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly. i feel it when we hold hands, when we hold each other close, when we kiss, and when we look into each others eyes. i don't believe in soul mates, but joey, if i did you'd be mine haha.

i was thinking i should send this in a message, like something more private. but then i realized i dont care. comments are kind of supposed to be seen, and i hope someone, even somebody i don't talk to, reads all of this. because i am proud to have you to myself, as my joey. this may even read sickly sweet to you or to others, but i still don't care. because i found you, and you found me.
because i love you.

october 6th, 2009"

I was listening to Let's Get It's songs on myspace when I looked at my comments and this was one of the most recent ones from anybody. Luckily you dated it. I had forgotten about this day. You were really sick when we planned on having a fun day at the mall that never happened. I cried after reading this a second time.

I miss this dani. I've missed her before we even broke up. I wonder where she went.