If fear didn't exist, I'd run up to you, kiss you and tell you that I love you.
I love you but I just can't tell you.
You
have no idea how much I like you, how much you make me smile, how much I
love talking to you or how much I wish you were mine.
You know it’s love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you’re not part of their happiness.
