What is love?
The fact that I even KNOW what love is now would have stunned past me, and to be honest, I'm shocked that I even know what love is. I don't think past me would have been able to respond to this question. Love is a very difficult thing. Love can either be described as "happiness" or "sadness" by different people. I suppose you could say that it was a confusing mix of happiness and sadness for me, though. Although there were those depressing moments, i still had my happy moments with you. When you texted me, my mood would instantly change from sad to happy. When you said those sweet things to me—which was rare because you were always teasing me—I was happy. There were times when I felt like absolute dog shit because I knew that no matter what i tried, you would never be mine.
I've never once regretted liking you, and if I were to die and come back as your friend,I hope that we become more than just friends.
I've loved you dearly since who knows how long, (redacted).
I will always choose you, without fail.