The love letter

I love you so much it hurts. No but really it hurts me too love you. When I think of you thousands of thoughts fling into my mind. Where are you? When will I be with you next? I need to get ready to see you? What about all the homework I need to do before I see you? I hate this. Its like nothing else exists in my world except you. I don’t want to change into the person I think you think I should be but it seems like when you’re in the picture I do. Its not your fault… completely its mine I should learn to control these girly emotions and learn to have self control. You should be better behaved and stop making me feel like I have to chase you to keep up. You’re always on the move but never toward my direction. I go right you go left. You only follow when I turn and run the opposite direction. I understand the concept of making the man chase you in relationships but give me a break game playing is exhausted. Aren’t you tried? I love you. You love me. What else is there to know the rest will play its self out. We might get lucky and last. Or we might not and one day we might potentially hate each others guts at the end. One thing I am certain of is that you are the person I want to give a chance to be the “one”. I know were young and things might change but I will never forget fond memories we have shared or the misery you have brought into my life. Lets see where things go and make a plan not to make a plan. I want no pressure or expectations I just want to be in the moment and stop worrying about everything else.