I wanted to write you.

Tell you how I think about you every day and every hour,
how happy you make me even if you don't understand, because you're simply so nice to me.
When I start talking to you I forget everything.
Do you realize how big it is?
And I was sitting in my loneliness, with you too many miles away, crying, scared by the thought that you share the city dreams and kisses with someone else.
Everything I said was that I liked you.
I like you.

No. I don't like you.
You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
But you don't know.
I hope you'll come...so you'll see.
I couldn't sleep.
And if you do.

I'll tell you.
I love you.