I wonder if you know that I love you. Do you notice me staring at your face when you speak? Do you notice the way I smile when you’re near me? Do you notice the way my eyes light up when I see you? or do I hide it well? Can you tell that I love you more than I have ever loved anything? I try to find any hint in your eyes that tells me that you know just how much you affect me. I wonder if you know how I feel about the fact that you’re not mine. I wonder if you know how much if fucking kills me.