My friends and I are bored

It's okey

You don't know me, but I know you. I care and I ask questions. I listen to you talk passionately about the stuff that makes you smile. And it makes me smile to see you smile. I really love your smile. But I hate the fact that my hart flutters every time I see your smile. And I hate the fact that I can't stop thinking about you when I'm laying alone in my bed or when I'm eating pineapple. And I hate the fact that I so desperately want to be with you. And I hate the fact that I don't wanna be with anybody else, because the people that wants to be with me are nice to me and they ask questions. Cuz you never ask questions, cuz you don't care, but that's okey. I chose to be your friend because you hurt me and I feel like I deserve it.