If it's not plain enough to see...

Slowly, you woke me up. I open my eyes to see you. I think, I could fall in love with you. I smiled.

You could be the kind of love I always thought was meant for me, for my personality, for my need for freedom, space and my need to feel important. Because even when I miss you, somehow, I know I don't miss you that much. And somehow, I know you don't too.

Can never tell when it will end. I do my best with this time.