I want to tell you to forget about him..

I want to tell you that I like you. But I can’t tell you that, can I?

I want to tell you to forget about him. He’s a great guy. The best.

And he’s my brother in everything but blood and you two are good together but I still want to tell him to tell you to fuck off and be with me. I want to tell you that since the moment I met you I can’t even get your face out of my brain. But I can’t tell you that. That all I want right now in the world is to take you away with me. No him, no here, no this. Just us. If just for a day, ya know? But I can’t tell you that. Because you can’t make me. Now what kind of person would I be if I went and told you something like that?