This boy knows that I love him. He just doesn’t know how much. He is the definition of the perfect guy for me, and he doesn’t understand that. My friends say I don’t realize how much he cares for me, I probably don’t because I always think that one day he’ll find someone better and leave. But maybe, maybe he won’t. Maybe we were made for each other and maybe we’ll be together forever. But that’s the wonderful thing about love, you never know how it will turn out.