Dear Jason,
It's Saturday morning and I can't stop thinking about that kiss. Your kisses are like coffee that I need everyday I wake up. Your kisses are like drugs and I'm addicted to them. Why do you do this to me? Why can't the feelings go away? I think I'm going to fall to deep that I can never escape unless you break me or I break you, and that's never going to happen.
Love,
Bella