That night we ended up on the same elevator… Remember? We had both been drinking, but you were much more intoxicated than I. That night, we found out that we had mutual friends, and you were totally baffled by it. These people grew up thousands of miles away, but somehow we found each other again through them. We both laid on the couch of our friends’ dorm and talked for four hours. You told me about the crush you have on the girl in the next room. You told me how you have had your heart hurt numerous times, and the next girl you date is the one you will marry… You told me of how you believe so strongly in chivalry… You told me how you just want to treat someone so right. I tried to tell you how I’ve been hurt. I tried to tell you a crush I had. I tried to tell you about the heartbreak I’ve endured. What I meant to say is… I want you to treat me right. I want you to repair the hurt. I want you to know that you are my crush. I want to never be heartbroken again. I want you to hold me forever. I want to be yours. But you fell asleep.