I had a dream about you.
Your cat was there too.
I don't really remember what it was about.
But I remember feeling love.
Which reminds me, I think I might be in love with you.
You would get mad if I said sorry to your face.
Because it's something I can't control.
"There is literally nothing you can do to prevent feelings, you can't just stop feeling that way"
That's what you said when I told you that I had a huge crush on you.
And after many sorrys coming from me.
Because I hated myself for feeling that way.
I still do.
Because people usually don't think about flowers and fucking with friends without everything falling apart at least a little bit.
But you stick around anyway.
You're a good person.
I'm glad out of all of the people in the world, I'm falling for you.
Even though I hate it at the same time.