Por una mirada, un mundo;
por una sonrisa, un cielo;
por un beso... Yo no se
que te diera por un beso!
-Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

I wish I felt this much admiration for someone. I wish someone felt this much love for me. It's such a short and simply-worded poem, but there's so much meaning behind it. It's beautiful in its simplicity. It's full of longing and passion... it's hard to imagine loving someone so much. It's hard to imagine wanting to give so much in the hopes that the other person will look at you, smile at you, kiss you.

I guess I'm in one of those moods. I feel like talking... like having a real heart-to-heart. I hate when that happens and I don't really have anyone to talk to. I mean, I have people to talk to, but you can't really force a heart-to-heart.

I need to go for a run. I have done nothing since tryouts ended.... besides one long walk with Molly. I just haven't really had time. Running itself doesn't take long, but then there's showering and getting ready again. I wish I were disciplined enough to run in the morning before getting ready. Then again, I really don't go to bed early enough to ever expect to be able to wake up any earlier than I already do.

I'm losing focus.. I think I'm going to go to bed.