So..... I really, oddly, enjoy talking to you. You make me laugh like the whole time. It's so weird, though. I never thought you'd talk and act like you do towards me, and that you hated me. Now when you're home you don't want me to go. I'm quite confused as to how you feel about me now, you do all this stuff.. It's still so weird, I kind of wish you'd stop because it does get awkward.
And don't get upset when I tell you no to that. You can see that from someone who does it to make a living, not from me. I won't do it for my boyfriend, why would I do it for you?
I'm a fly that's trapped..in a web, but I'm thinking that..my spiders dead.
I really love you. I can't wait to really be around you again. Texting just isn't enough. I miss you so much.