today, i had found out that a dear friend of mine has had a budget of yay dollars for an entire term. and that, when translated, equated to something very much worse than my own.
and that made me think of another time almost a month and a half ago when she bought me my cup of milk when we were out then, probably because she wanted to 'help me out'. not that the milk came with a shot of caramel AND gold flakes, but that was enough for her to have my love.
understand that she already has it (my love), but the gesture was so sweet that i felt the warm fuzzy feeling rise to the fore.
it's easy, i suppose, when you know you want to care for someone and when that someone suddenly cares for you - words fail you.
...i know it failed me. :)
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