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Dear FutureMe, Sometimes I think it’s because I always want you there. Or maybe deep down I know there’s something there between us, which just can’t be seen now. Because I can picture us everywhere Lying on a starry night next to you, experiencing whatever you were saying about that one moment of perfectness and happiness where you find how it feels to be in heaven? When you told me your opinion on that-that is what I thought. I’m not going to tell you this. I never really know how I feel about you. That is what I hate. It scares me You scare me That is it You scare me to *****. ... this is what you thought hunny. Do you still think it now? Where are you now? Does it still scare u? I hope you figure this out Because i cant But it doesnt matter now Its up to you to decide if it matters ever