And I've tried. And failed.
Unfortunate for me. Sucks to suck.
I wish it was like freshman year again and we could just hang out in your room.
Even though things arn't what they once were, I hope when I tell you about what I have to do you will still be there for me. Because I know I will be there for you. And I honestly don't know what I would do without you. Or what kind of a hell of a life I would have. You may have saved me. Just by being yourself. I don't know if I will ever be able to tell you that. But here is the truth for once.
But I hope to tell you most of mine. And I hope you will tell me most of yours.
I hope you realize this about me.
How I often feel about my feelings for you.
I hope it never comes down to this. I hope you realize how I feel before it is too late, or I acquire enough gall to tell you. Because I feel you would be missing out. But If not, I hope I can quickly get over you if it will be forever.
Truth. I hope it doesn't become too painful if we don't end up together.
Hint Hint
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