Hey Anne

Hey Ana, give me my heart back... or at least let me put a bun on it first. And then you can play with, and do whatever you want, cause I love you so freaking much that is scaring me. And I saw you yesterday but not today and I feel guilty. And I miss you.
And ask me every single whim you wish, I understood that any look of you will turn off even the smallest sign of jealousy and sadness. Yeah, I understood you will be my downfall.