i like you and your slightly crooked teeth and the way your top lip curls under when you smile and how you look so emotionless but yet you've saved my life 5 times in the past 2 days and the way you have such a crazy, messed up mind but you turn that into the greatest artwork i've seen and the way you walk with your long, slender legs down the sidewalk and the way you head bang lightly to the music taste that we share when you slowly stride down the school halls and the way you laugh to yourself when you think of something funny from 2 weeks ago or when someone makes a smart *** or funny remark and the way that your jeans are not too tight but not too loose and how you wear your one zip-up sweater with different flannels or band tees underneath and the way you talk to me when you're saving my anxiety from getting worse and worse because i know by the way you've looked at me before that you hate seeing my eyes pour tears from them like a falling stream and i know that you're in love with a girl you call yours but i see it in your eyes that you're slowly giving up on her because i've experienced that every other ******* day of my life and i guess it's upsetting that i can list all these wonderful things that you call flaws but i see as perfection on you, but it's even more upsetting that you look at me like I'm of no importance and just a good friend.