"Explain what? Explain how much I think about you? Or how much I wish you were my girl? You're so different from other girls. Just the way you talk to me and the conversations we have. You're so chill, and laid back and not another attention seeking bitch...even though I give you more attention than you give me. I just wish you felt the same. you know? Is that good enough explaining?"


Damn. My stomach is in knots.