I wish I was braver so that I could tell you how I feel. How I’d climb mountains and swim across oceans for you if you asked. Obviously you never will, you’re too good to me for that stuff, but I’d still do it. I don’t know if you feel the same and I don’t think you know either. I wait for the days when your gone and off in another state and I’ll be able to move on but until then I wish I could pour every ounce of love inside of me into you but I don’t think you’ll let me.