Why do I care? I care because I knew you for two weeks and I feel like I’ve known you for two years. I care because you’re the only one I can talk to without feeling judged, or misplaced. Or labeled or whatever. I care because when I look at you, I feel happy. Not the kind of happy that lasts a couple hours. The kind of happy that I know will be guaranteed for, well as long as I’m with you. I care about you because I know you care about me. Well actually I don’t know because you’re so hard to read. But for once it’s great I know that everything will be okay. But uhh that’s only if I know for sure that you care. If not then fuck everything, you know?