And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

If I like you, I constantly want to talk to you. I want to know how your day went and what you did. I want to be able to talk to you, because talking to you makes me happy. If I see you, I’ll run up to you and give you a hug because your company is the best. Sorry if it gets annoying and you’re bothered by me.