It's turning into love. It was lust. But now I want him beside me. I want to take care of him. I want him to be beside me. I need him.
I'll be with you. I promise. One day. If we are still talking in five years time, I'll travel to you and spend a whole month with you. Maybe even forever. We can do whatever you want. Please.
You won't see this. I hope you don't. I told you to look here weeks ago and I don't know if you have. You're always so busy. You've probably forgotten this exists. But you consume my thoughts every day, even when I am so busy that I cannot think of anything else. You always find a way to sneak in.
I hope I sneak in too.