sometimes, im worried that i'm just making up how in love with you i am, but day after day, after every text i get from you, i fall deeper and deeper in love. i know this won't last forever, i'm not good enough for you, but each second i think about you, im perfectly happy. i dont know how i'll move on when our time is up, but if you ever see this, dont worry, because im making the most of each minute. i love you. for real. also sorry i hated the perfection.