I am here. You are there. I seem not to see you but my heart knows you well. I can’t come and it kills me. I have to go online so as to be able to see you near. This love of ours, I don’t know – will it end? Or will it last? I hope so! I can’t stand a day without your messages, you make me weak. I'm freaking in love with you. When you’re not around, I don't know if you’re fooling around. Despite the fact that I trust you so much. I admit I’ve never felt this way. You say, "I always think of you", and feel the same way too. I always dream of you. I thought many times how I will meet you.