I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I hurt your feelings.
I'm sorry that I said it was weird.
I didn't know.
I didn't know it was for me.
I'm very oblivious to things like this, if you didn't notice.
From the bottom of my heart, I will love everything you do.
No matter if my cruel, honest thoughts get in the way.
But then again, why do you want to impress me?
Why me?
I'm not that important.
You already make me smile.
It's not your avatars; your poems; your art.
It's you; your personality.
Can't you see?
You don't need to impress me.
I'm already smiling
when I'm with you.
