I think I might love you and it scares the fuck out of me. I barely know you but all I do is think of you and miss you. I worry about you. I think about what you're doing... If you're happy or sad or laughing. Who you're laughing with, if they love you like I do. I wait to hear from you and hear what your day is like. I just want to wrap myself in all things you and I'm so willing yet terrified.... Because the more I feel for you, the more you can break me to pieces, the more you can add fucked up to the already fuck up that I am.
Fucking hell... I want you. In any way I can get you. I want your kiss and your hug and your hand in my hand. I want you in whatever way you'd let me have you. The things I'd do to you, the things I'd never do to you - the things I'd never let anyone do to you... I don't know, I think I might love you. What do you think?