Why is everything about you to good to be true. I want you to make things official, and i like to think you want to too, but i say such confusing things like calling you friend. Only because I’m scared to push you away if i tell you how much i like you. I love how much you’ve added to my life, but i hate how much you make me over think everything. You’re so great, but so am I. At what point does the heartbreak i create for myself because of you, make you being apart of my life not worth it. Why are you just as confusing as i am.