I've always had the smallest of crushes on you. You're like my best friend. But because of your littleness, beautiful hair, constant need to talk to me, your strange humour, how your always around me; I'm compelled to have a thing for you.

Since I met you I have. I would never admit this to anyone. People always suspect something going on, but their isn't anything really, I just have a thing that no one knows about. But when you mention that girl is hot, I get a small stab of hate and in return I hate myself for that because your not mine.

Yeah..