You know who you are. You made me fall for you and our whole friendship has been a bit weird from the start, but I didn't think much about it till 5 months ago and you just happen to be there and my heart turned a new page. But now fast forward to today and I’m here, thinking about you; waiting for a response but I’m to scared to call you or even send you a question mark in our texts to remind you I am here and I am alive, but you may as well just forget. I’ll be gone soon and all you will have is the memories of me; whether it be as stupid as lying on a porch with me at the late hours of the night, but by now the other times we shared are probably far gone from your head, because who I am? I know who you are and yes I still think about you all the time.