What makes me love you is the comfort that we share.

With the other boys, it was always about what we thought of each other. It was always self-conscious of what I was wearing, what I said, what I did, how I acted. With you I feel... comfortable. Like I don't have to worry about what I'm wearing, how silly I look, how stupid I sound. I feel comfortable around you. We're actually friends, and I appreciate that so much more than you know.

And with that level of comfort, I can't imagine not having you by my side anymore. It's sort of terrifyin.
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