I want to tell you something.

I want to tell you something, I've been thinking on this for a bit.
I just don't want to say it to you directly in fear of you running away.

I care about you a lot, but I'm trying to take it slow.

Oh, you make me so happy. So happy.
I.. really like you. You are unlike any guy I've ever met. You're not perfect, no one is, but I'm not worried about that. I'm not worried about anything about you. But, man... You're awesome.

I want this to work out.

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