My dear

"It's so nice to hear your voice, it makes me happy and it makes me want to laugh" and my heart suddenly sinks

Then you get angry when I say I would feel jealous if you had a girlfriend or got married: "F***, come on, u have a boyfriend, u go home and f*** him and u tell me u r jealous". And I don't understand, I cannot see through your words straight into your heart. Do you care? How? And how much?

I ask you what happiness is for you and you:
"wake up smiling and sleep the same way and think about the morning smile i had and about the night smile i am having, that's happy"

And you send me one beautiful love song I cannot understand, but I can feel it and I understand you even less.

You make me laugh, I'm not used to it anymore, you make me feel good and no one has done it for such a long time.
Thank you for being what you are.