I kneel

I never really answered his question. And truthfully, it's complicated. It started as a joke, a funny ha-ha, but now it's blown up into something much more. I started by trying to crawl under your skin. But truthfully, you crawled under mine. I follow your profile, I read everything you post. You're legitimately funny, and you make me laugh. When I read what you have to say, I smile and feel warm and bubbly inside. I absolutely adore every shred of attention that you give me. I know this probably sounds really deranged, but I mean this when I say this: I love you. I've never met you, never seen your face -- but I love you. I want to be your woman. I'll do literally anything you ask me to. I don't understand my own desires, you can be a bit of an butt sometimes and it literally doesn't make any sense for me to be into you. But I love you.