You seem like the kind of guy I could look forward to being with.
I love being around you. You make me insanely, insanely happy.
Everytime I see your face, my smile gets brighter than the sun.
I just have the fear that you like other girls.
And no, that wasn’t a type-o… GIRLS.
I wish you would tell me the truth, so it wouldn’t get harder and harder everytime I fall even more in love with you.
But you talk to so many girls, and say you’re focused on just me?
It’s so hard to believe with a past like mine, and yours.
I’ve been cheated on in all of my long term relationships, aside from one.
I thought you understood my trust issues, and respected my wishes not to flirt with girls.
I guess not… because Lexie is such a “wonderful piece of human art” to you.
I told you something yesterday, and I meant it.
Even if it seems rediculas to most people.
You’re acting like an ass right now. And I wish I could say these things to your face, but I’m afraid, and I’m cowardly.