Excuse me, but it seems all my stories have pieces of you laced within them. Silly boy, I am not infatuated with you. I do not simply like you, or even love you. I am completely captivated in you. You have become my 4 am thoughts and my 3 pm laughs. Your laugh has become the soundtrack of my life. It seems as though when you stepped from stranger to friend to lover, you forgot to warn me about how quickly and easily you could steal my heart. I don't want it back, love, but please cherish it. Tu me manques, mon amour.