This is stupid but,

I just finished watching Forrest Gump for the first time in a long time and I'm crying. Forrest said goodbye to Jenny at her grave and my eyes just started watering. At first it was because she died and just her death was sad. Then it was because I hope one day I'll be loved as much as Forrest loved Jenny. Then it was because I'm so confused and nervous and scared. I'm not hurt. He didn't hurt me. That's not what this is. I've been avoiding the word love that I'm afraid to say it at all. But I do know what it is and it's never left me has it? Just hid for awhile. I don't know. But I do at the same time.

I feel embarrassed for people who read this. I must sound really dumb.

ANYway to something good- I'm watching Willow and it's awesome.