i want to talk to you so badly. so badly i don't know what to do when this happens. i don't think about you at all but i did i think about you all day today, mostly because dani got me into the same band you like. the worst part is that i'm getting into them so i can have something to talk about with the girl i like right now, but i can't help thinking about you. because you've kept me from liking them, because they make me think of you, i guess.
i want to talk to you to confirm that you're real. it's so strange. it's really strange! i never really thought about all of this before. how we looked from the outside. i don't know. i want to see how you'd react if you saw me again. how'd you talk to me, see what you talk like when you talk to strangers. see you as a stranger, not a lover.
it's so strange. but it's almost june. it's almost june and last year we didn't spend your birthday together because of that awful transport strike, remember? and we never got the chance to, really.
my, how time flies