One of the rambles
I want to say so many things to you. I want to tell you how much I care, I want to remember how much we liked about each other, I want to remind you how easy it was to be with each other, but I can’t. I can’t talk to you, I can’t look at you, and I can’t admit how I feel because god forbid your girlfriend get mad at me. It’s ridiculous, and you know it. I know when you look at me you feel something, I just wish you would admit it.
