E. D. R.

Hello, my love.
Well, at least,
That's how I like to think of you.
Even though there's not even a 0000000000000.000000000000001 chance of it happening.
If I could,
If you would let me...
I would love you.
More than I already do,
If that's even possible.
I would hold you,
And hug you,
And kiss you,
And when you came over we could cuddle up together,
Because I'm not like your current... Lover.
I wouldn't ever hurt you.
I won't ever hurt you.
I would cuddle up to you, like you need to cuddle something to go sleep,
And if you weren't here,
I would stay on the phone with you until you fell asleep, like you have to have.
I would be your permanent pillow pet.
I know I'm two years younger,
But you have to admit that I act older...
Sometimes.
There were those times when we were going absolutely crazy on the bus,
How we would tease each other...
It drove me wild, up the wall.
In my head I would often have little fantasies,
Like kissing you,
And you actually letting me.
Not anything like... You know,
Pervy.
We met randomly.
There were no seats left, so you sat with me.
And we talked.
Then every day after that you sat with me.
We became best friends,
And I slowly fell for you.
Day by day you opened up to me.
Told me more and more.
We've held hands,
And I've hugged you,
Bit your neck and kiss your cheek,
We've been huge teases to each other,
Which recently stopped because we don't ride the same bus anymore. :c
Before I moved, though,
You showed me something...
I got so upset.
I got on the bus, and waited for you too,
As soon as you sat down, you grabbed my hand.
You ran it over your stomach,
And, my love,
It was covered with cuts.
We've never stayed with each other before,
Because somehow, our plans always seem to fail.
I don't know how,
If you do it on purpose,
Or if it's just my luck.
I'm madly in love with you,
And that won't be changing any time soon.
You are the most amazing girl I've ever met.
Your personality is perfect.
Sarcastic, Sweet, Cute, Funny, Crazy, Bubbly, Straight up bipolar. But by God, that's why you're you.
Your hair is so soft, and I just wanna pet you all day sometimes.
When I hold your hand my heart beats so fast, that sometimes, I'll think it's gonna explode.
You've pulled my hair, and I want to just attack you.
You run your long nails down my back, and I want us to be all alone.
I want the other girl in your life to dissolve from your memory.
I want to be the one.
I want you to be mine, and no one else's...
I don't like sharing, even though aren't mine.
You don't even return my feelings.
But this is how I feel about you.
And not even all of it.
There's so much more.
But I think this is long enough.