[ I stayed up all night questioning my faith in faith. i mean, hadn't i had faith in us all along? faith that all the with holding would stop. faith that he's say " I love you!". ]
Let's go! hey, hurry! we're ganna miss the plane!
wait! wait! put them down a second. just put them down!
Ok! waht?
I need a sign. i mean you told me to have faith, but, see ... i'm kind of losing mine, so ... i need a sign!
what! like in those old religious movies? a voice from above?
Just tell me i'm The One! you don't have to tell your mom or the whole world, just ... just tell me! i can't do this!
Carrie! Carrie! Carrie! just get in the car! please!
I can't! i love you, but i can't!
So, that's it!
[ After he left, i cried for a week, and then i realized i do have faith. faith in myself. faith that i would one day meet someone... who would be sure that i was the one!]
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