everytime i think about it i feel like someone just punched me in the stomach.
promise me you wont hurt me.
promise me everything you tell me is true.
promise me you'll let me know if something changes so i don't feel like an idiot.
you ask how much i like you.
i tell you i really like you.
you ask, how much is that.
i tell you a lot.
you ask, how much is a lot.
i want to tell you how much that is,
but i wont until i know you feel the same way.
i hope you feel the same way.
i'm past the point of no return.
if it all goes downhill, it wasn't meant to be and i'll understand that,
but i'll be heartbroken.
i believe it will work.
i believe you wouldn't hurt me.
i believe the things you tell me.
i believe in us.
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