I like you a WHOLE lot. I like you ‘cause there’s a strong possibility for there to be an “us.” Even though you haven’t done a lot to prove to me that you actually do have feelings for me, and that you do consider me as someone special to you, I just keep hoping that it’s true.
But then there’s you, and you’re FUCKIN’ sweet. Like, I love how you challenge me in a way that nobody else has done for me. I like how I just know that if I were to call you at three in the morning, you’d actually care. I like how you can make me laugh so easily and get me frustrated so easily. I like how you really do just have that potential to prove me wrong.
