I like you a ton, words can't describe it. Everything about you makes me like you even more. I get jealous thinking about you liking someone else. I have imagined so many moments with you that I hope to happen but I am not sure if they ever will. I care about you, I talk to the stars about you. I hate saying all of this but that doesn't matter right now. What matters in my world is you, you make me happy by merely existing. I love seeing your name come on my phone. Please hear me out when I say you are beyond important to me. I know with me you will break guy code or whatever but what we have is worth it. I hate you Clarke, it annoys me how happy you make me.