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somtimes i wonder why i do the things i do, but when i think about i realize its an explanation that cannot be but into words. like the time you asked me why every time you asked me how i was i would take something of yours and put a smiley face on it. well, i could be lazy, i could be trying to be funny, OR i needed an excuse to hold some thing of yours because it makes me feel something so strong that i cannot put it into words, so smiling is the best i can do. i could try to explain, but maybe i do not want to share. that the same thing that makes me so happy can make me so scared too. between close and far i can not tell the difference anymore, because i keep you out of my mind. not because of hard feelings, but because of every other feeling I feel and the more you are in my head the more i have to hide when you are in the room. so maybe if i put a smiley on your paper you will remember me for just a minute, or maybe the memory of putting it there will make me remember you forever.