Quiero bailar contigo.

All I really want is someone who will laugh with me. Just sit up until the buttcrack of dawn and just talk and laugh and be ridiculous. I want to drive around all day doing absolutely nothing. I want to plant my butt in front of a TV with someone and have Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings marathons. Or maybe play Xbox so long that our eyes get blurry and we can't think straight. I want to love someone like I never have before. Be loved by someone like I can't even imagine. I want someone who will salsa dance with me even though I have no clue. I just want to have that person who knows me like no other and will always be there when the world gets cold.

What I couldn't bring myself to do.

I could have kissed him. I could have turned my face towards his, looked him in the eyes, and let him pull me closer. But I didn't. Because he's not you. Because he can't make me laugh the way you do. He doesn't make my heart race the way you do by just looking at me. He tries too hard at everything you can do without even thinking. Whenever I'm with him I'm wishing away every single second that you were there instead of him. I wish away every single second of every single day that you are here with me.

I don't want to be just another happy ending.

Sometimes I wish my life were like a book. The ending is always a certain thing. Either the girl ends up with the guy, she ends up going to the right college, she ends up by herself but that's the way it should be. It's always a happy ending. But if my life were like a book, I'm afraid that you wouldn't be in it. Because sometimes I don't think we're meant to be. I think that in the end we maybe wouldn't end up together. And, honestly, even if it means that we go through pain and broken dreams I would rather just be with you. If it means being broken and hurt, I don't care. If it means we don't get a happy ending, then so be it. 

I would do anything just to be with you.

Just know that this could only be for you.

Every time I see you, my heart catches and begins to ache.

Every time I hear your voice, my heart aches just a little bit more.

And every time you look at me, it's more than my heart can bare.

Every twist and turn will lead to you.

 This course that I've chosen is the hardest one. Full of obstacles meant to discourage the lion-hearted. A dragon to breathe fire and lies, an army of gnomes to block the path and protect the keeper. The wide mouth of the clown is only a distraction, a hidden tunnel will help to avoid this irrelevant character. But I know what lies at the end of the course, into the windmill and up the tower. I will battle my way through, just to get to you.