To my first wattpad friend,
Talking to you used to make my day,
Dreaming about you used to make my night.
Just thinking about you makes me happy,
But it also makes me hate,
I hate all 10690 miles between us,
And those who can see you everyday,
Bet they don't know how much I'd give.
We could be the perfect couple,
If this we're a perfect place.
