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. 

Whoops. 

I'm sorry.

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.