I'm foolish for ever talking to you. I wish you lived closer to me and it's tearing me apart that you don't. I don't know how you feel and it's frustrating trying to figure it out. I like you, I do. Please wait for me. I talk to you everyday and it's killing me that you don't know how much I like you. I don't know how you feel, so I won't say anything because I can't stand losing you.