You and secrets.

So, I like you. And I'm in a sappy mood, so let's sap it up. Shall we? Yes.
Why. Why do I like you.
Well, here's why.
I can imagine us, together.
I like that a lot.
(All right, maybe my mood isn't as sappy as I thought.)
I like that I can imagine giving you presents.. Like, Christmas presents and aniversary presents and all those things.
I can see us doing all the things I hate.
Like, presents and eating in front of eachother.
I think we'd make a good couple. Forever.
-Enter sappy stuff here-

I was thinking about what would happen if every person in school read this.
Secretly.
And I didn't know.
And secretly, you all know my secrets.