Today I realized I love you.
Except I didn't, cause I've known a long time, I've known that I love you since last summer, when you told me again and again that you did and I knew at some point that I loved you too.
But I realized how much I love you, I think of you with every heartbeat and I want to say your name with every breath and I think of you all the time.
In class when I should listen to the teacher I think of you, your name, your lips, your kiss, I think of you when I should focus on my exam because I sit there in the room and dream about being in your arms and Shakespeare is no longer interesting.
And maybe I love you too much.
Maybe I say I love you a thousand times a day and you don't because you don't want to, maybe you don't cause you don't love me but don't want to tell me that, maybe you don't love me and do want to tell me but can't.
Maybe I love you too much and it's destroying me. Maybe I love you too much and it's destroying you. Maybe it's destroying us both and we just can't back out because I can't stop loving you.
But if you don't love me anymore, tell me
Because if you don't love me I'll still love you, but I'll at least let you go.