It has just been a month since I sincerely got to know you. It's funny how even though we're 217 miles apart, I still love you.
Maybe it's the way you make me laugh whenever you see my eyes tearing up from telling you how shitty my day was, or maybe it's the way we can just talk about anything for hours and hours without getting bored of each other.
Maybe, just maybe it's because you understand me completely. The way you just know what I'm thinking about before I've even thought of it, and that you just say the things I needed to hear when I needed it the most.
I'm sorry that I'm just so awkward at times, cause I'm just not good with handling situations like this. Like the time you told me you liked me. Remember how unbelievable I was felt then? I kinda still feel that way at times. It's just cause I don't get why you would.
But I just hope that you'll stick around, even after more awkward moments with me.
Cause maybe, just maybe I'm not ready. Maybe that's why I try to avoid saying "I love you".
Maybe I just don't feel as excited as you thought I'll me to be when we Skype after not seeing each other for a week.
Maybe the problem with me is that I just don't get you, the way you get me.
I don't know.
Maybe that's the main reason.
Because, I. Just. Don't. Know.
