I’m have a lot of trouble being around you in fact i hate it. i hate that awkward smile you give me. I hate way you look when your thinking about something, that blank stare of confusion. i hate it because i like you, or at least I’m starting to. i hate it because i want you but you don’t know what it is you want, let alone who. i hate that i love to be around you because it just hurts all the more when you leave. i wanted to tell you days ago, but i was afraid, afraid to loose whatever time i did have with you and I’m hoping i don’t. I’ve been afraid because i would have to admit to myself that i could be disappointed by you, but i guess that’s fine. man i hope you didn’t read this, if you did let me know. see you tomorrow:)