its just too bad.

its hard to close the computer because thats the only way we can talk.

i dont see you that much.

it kills me when I'm awake and your asleep.

its hard to tell you i like you because it wont be the same.

I love looking at our convos in the internet

but I'm afraid they might get erased.

i love being myself around you.

i dont have to act like a retard around you.

you accepted me for who i am.

i dont hear you complain wen i say the same things all over again

in my dreams i see your name but not your face.

i love it when you make me laugh.

i love it when you give me hugs because your so warm

i love it when you say iLy to me and I say it back

you make me feel loved.

its just to bad that....