I haven’t talked to you personally for like 2 years and yet you’re still on my mind everyday. everyday since you handed me that little slip of paper saying “I like you” back when we were kids. I know we’re older now but I still think about you that way. I think I really like you. I sound like a kid lmao but I really do and we haven’t even talked to each other in 2 years. you just seem perfect. ah, well, I said seem. maybe you aren’t. but right now, I get to think what I want.