i must be dreaming,

you are the reason i wake up every morning with a smile on my face, after those absolutely amazing dreams. i'll never want to be without you, in fact i don't know if i could even cope without you to be quite honest.

you're simply gorgeous, intelligent and everything i've ever wanted. i've told you before; to me you have no flaws whatsoever and you never will. i hate this secrecy, the fact that i can't tell the world just how much i care about you, well i guess i could but then again that would not be one of the best ideas i've ever had.

i didn't ask to ever feel this way about you, but i'm glad i do. every single thing about you is perfection, you make me go weak at the knees, you cause those little smiles you say you like so much and you light up everything around you – i don't know if you've noticed that or not, but then again maybe i'm the only one who has.

people have already said you're too good for me, and they're right, but that doesn't mean that i'm going to let you go – no, i never will, it'd be stupid if i did.

i can't really remember when the flirting actually started, i know it wasn't always there, or was it? i never was one to pay much attention to these things as i've already been told i flirt with way too many boys and it never even means anything to me – except when its you of course.

i've listened to so many songs and i'm finding some way to link you to everything around me, i'll look at something and it will somehow, no matter what, remind me of you. i'm intoxicated. i may still be young but i really don't care, you're all i need, well – maybe you and A, but she'll always be an exception when it comes to... everything.

how did i even become lucky enough for you to return the feelings i've had for so long? i'll never know the answer to that question, but somewhere i must've done something right to even deserve you just a tiny bit. i know that there are other girls who would love to be the one you cared most about, in fact a few of them are my best friends, but then again they're teenage girls – so superficial, but i still love them to bits obviously.

i never used to be this open you know, i'd never willingly admit all this to anyone, but change is always good and so maybe its about time i shared everything, or most things at the least.

you're the reason i'm still breathing. you're the thing thats keeping my hopes up, things are going to be okay and i'm the happiest girl alive whenever i speak to you, see your face or simply think of you. who'd have known that when you flash up on my phone – i no longer feel alone?

I love you, don't forget that – ever.