I don't know why I keep coming back to you. I don't understand why I spend hours on end looking at your name on Facebook, waiting for you to come online. Even yesterday, when you said you didn't want to be in a relationship with me, but still wanted to do what we're doing, I don't want to leave. Why can't I leave?

Is it because of your room, somewhere I could never picture myself never seeing again? Or your parents, one's who can be uptight but hilarious? Is it your signature smells that will always remind me of you, or the clothes you wear? Or is it just that I don't want to have to have all these little things, could never image having these little things with anyone else?

All I want is to be with you. We're practically dating right now, seeing each other, talking daily, going to each other's houses. So what's the difference? What's the difference between what we're doing now and just that, but being officially together? Sure, I can be annoying, and can overthink everything. I'm sensitive, and I'll cry over anything. But I love you. And if I didn't, not only would I not be here practically on my knees begging for you to ask me out, but I wouldn't have said it to begin with.
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Jan 23, 2013