my heart longs. I would give up my life, all my money for a timemachine to travel back into the past. To right the wrongs, to hear your voice, to repeat the moment at the bus-stop a billion times. Why? Why has it become like this?

When will I get the chance to hold you close, to send you home, to tell you how beautiful and perfect you are to me.

I know I sound cheesy but you're the only one who can make me feel this way. This is tormenting but worth it, just because its you.