I don’t think you understand. After all these years, I’m done. I’m tired of chasing after empty girls. I’m tired of messing around with girls that I know won’t stay. I don’t think you understand this is me finally admitting, I love you. I adore everything about you. You’re the girl I want to go out with on Saturday night and the girl I want to wake up next to on Sunday morning to have breakfast at my parent’s house. I don’t think you understand, I don’t want to have a girl on my arm. I want to have you by my side. I don’t think you understand that I can’t lie anymore. Its you, its always going to be you.