i can't tell you how good it was to see your face again, 
smiling like a sweet, worried little fox. i don't know 
how i could make you understand this fixed crush i've had 
is not ordinary. but it feels healthy(?) and it takes a 
lot for me... it takes a lot from me... it still gives 
alot to me... and i don't even know what to expect from 
it now. your lips like a cat i wish i could pet again. 
the funk in your eyes and the deep way you speak. the 
clothes i remember from only twelve days i wish i could 
wrap my arms around. this like you i rarely find. and all 
that it takes for me is to see your face or listen to you 
speak. i only wish you had understood me, because i don't 
spend my time on just anyone. and the best line i've 
heard in my life was from your lips, when i said 
"goodbye. have a good night," you said "i already did."