I wish I can write a letter to you without sending it to you. Maybe some how you happen to find it and understand my feelings. I'm falling for you more and more every day. It hurts to know that. A part of me likes it this way. A part of me don't. it hurts because I know it'll end and every I struggle with a choice. End it now before i'm in too deep or love you and bare it.
Birds are chirping outside my window. I should decide soon.