I don't know who you are, not really. I hate to admit it. I am not as smart or as sensitive as I thought I was. Please understand. But it matters to me that you're still here. I feel less alone when you're around. I ran away because I was afraid and frustrated. Nothing changed, I still am. I feel really foolish. I really wanted to be a part of it. But it's not for cowards, is it? I am not good at putting together my thoughts. I just want to make you smile every now and then. And I would like to know you. I hope you stay.