but I want you, to be with me, a whole lot.
12 hours difference, instant message relay can't cut it, and I know that,
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I wanna bang my damn head!
Not to music, like normal, but on fucking metal or a door.
I can help you out, if you'd let me.
I see you smile when I smile at you, but almost no other time,
I want nothing more, than to make you feel most excellent,
but, somehow you always refuse,
I love you, plain and fucking simple, and I'll never change that, for anything.
-daniel Wade