what do you say i go over there and tell her how much i like her? no, no, it’d be good. i could tell her how much i’ve been thinking about her…that i haven’t stopped thinking about her since the moment we met…that i’m so fantastically, over-the-top, wanna-slit-my-own-throat in love with her, that for every minute of every hour of every day, i can’t believe my own damn bad luck that you met her first.
