ii. I am now keeping my distance because I fear losing you.
iii. I never planned for you to mean this much. But you already are and I don't know what to do if you ever disappear.
iv. I really like talking to you though. You always ask me what's wrong, to speak some more, to sing, to rant the stress away and you have to understand that things like these come really rare for people like me.
v. I don't want to let you go. I don't want you to let go.
vi. I still listen to the song you wrote, your voice, it still puts me to sleep.
vii.* I don't know what to do anymore, and maybe that's why I'm writing.