I love you. And I know that love is just a shout into a void and that oblivion is inevitable and that one day we will all be gone and the human race will cease to exists. And I miss you! Every thought about you makes me die inside because I don’t have you here with me. All I want is for you to feel the same. I want you to notice me and love me the way I do you! I want us to be that cute couple that the single girls get jealous of. I want to be that couple that tell each other everything. I just wish you would understand how I feel and hopefully feel the same. I want us to actually be an “us”. I want to be open with you, I want to spend my nights with you. In your arms. And I don’t mind if you breath in my ear, or if your fingers get caught in my hair when you try to brush it. I want to go to the beach with you. And we can built sand castles together and roll around in the sand making everyone jealous. I want to be with you and only you. Today. Tomorrow. And forever. The only problem is, you don’t even know how I feel. And it kills me . . .