I dont know why i love you, but i do. For no specific reason. I think im just enamored by your potential to be unraveled. Youre so quiet im curious about how you are when your screws are loosened. I wish i could do that, but as it is, i cant even look you in the eyes on random occassions. I feel shy around you. And im scared of being found out. Of you finding out. I do want you to know, but im not sure how to let you know, and what the consequences will be...