Donna: You want to know how I feel? Fine. I'll tell you how I feel. "Today at lunch I was looking at Eric when he didn't know it and I just couldn't believe how much I love him and how lucky I am to be with him." Why couldn't you read that page?
Eric: Because... you came back. Look, Donna... Look, I'm really sorry, but, you know, it's just sometimes I get... worried, you know?
Donna: Well, you know what? Suck it up. Eric, these are my private thoughts, and I'm allowed to have them. You have to stop trying to be what you think I want you to be and just, like, be yourself.