If I like you, I’ll kill myself trying to hide it from you, myself, and every soul ever born, amen. I’ll pretend I don’t even know you exist. I’ll deny it like 10,000 red-hot needles are poised under my fingertips.
However, if I realize I Love you, I’ll see no reason to lie about it..in fact, I’ll dare you to say I don’t love you! Cause, bitch! It took me this long to stop running from the fact I even liked you! You think I’m lying after I exhausted myself running from it? You crazy.
Ps. We are never, ever, never gonna admit we have imaginary conversations with you…not ever…
but, yup..yup and hahaha yup.