I never know how to feel about you and that terrifies me. I miss you on a different level than I miss any of my other friends. I don't think about you all of the time the way I do when I have a crush, but I think about you more than I think about any of my other friends. I don't ease into conversation with anyone else the way we do. I feel so comfortable spilling every thought to you, because you're the first person I've ever felt understands what I'm saying, all of the time, every time. Maybe I've just never felt this connected to a person I felt I would never get to know. Maybe there IS something there. My drunken words say so, but I just don't feel it now. As angry/frustrated some of the things you say to me can make me, they never phase me. You're the only person who can always make me laugh without really trying. You're the only person I want to always talk to, but get annoyed when we are talking. I want to cuddle with you and I can't imagine us ever being that close to each other. You fascinate me, but I think you're just like everyone else. But then I think of your hooded sweatshirt and Brooklyn.

Ever since I met you, you've left my thoughts entirely twisted. I guess I just can't wait to see you. I hate how long we go without seeing each other.