When I talk to you I feel like I am normal, just like everyone else. Thinking about you causes me to smile and laugh about the things that you do when you are here. I know you probably do not think of me like that but it does not matter. I know it sounds weird but as long as you are my friend I am happy. I hope that maybe, just maybe, this once I am wrong about you. But, I think I am right and, it makes me sad. The one time I am right and it causes me pain.
