Bogus or excellent?

Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.

I am trying very hard to be here.

I love you, forever.

I'll stop turning away.

Will we always hold hands easily?

Will you start calling me honey, not just when it slips out,

just like she calls me sweetie?

Will we only have one thing to talk about?

Will you miss me? I know I'll cry.

Will we ever be closer? Will we stay as close as we are?

I love you forever.

When will you tell me you need to be with me again,
even though you just drove away only thirty minutes ago?

When will it stop being so calm and start being crazy and
our nights punctuated with heady laughter and lingering kisses again?

When will we fall in love, again, again, again, again again again again.

When will you tell me that you're proud of me?

When will we stop having a hard time?

I will love you forever.