So here I was, thinking about you, when I decided to take a break from thinking about you and start writing about you. So I am making metaphorical cartwheels to show you my love again. Even though it never gets me what I want. I just want you to know how much I think about you, which as it turns out is constantly. I can’t focus on anything else for longer than like 10 minutes at the most. Oh God, what did you do to me?