Sometimes I would love that you talked with me about your problems like couples usually do, do you get it? That you sit next to me and we talked all night long about random things. I would love to know more about you: your life, your tastes, your dislikes ...

Though everything I still believe in a happy ending for this story. I still believe that you like me, I still believe that one day I'll meet your parents and you mine to who I'll introduce you as my boyfriend.

Sometimes I fear that some happenings may ruin our relationship and won't let this story end as I think it will. I'm afraid of ruin everything. I'm afraid that you stop liking me and beyond everything I'm afraid of losing you