Apple story

Everything you tell me I can picture, but everytime a picture comes to mind it quickly fades because I know we aren't meant to be. Just the picture of you and me makes me feel all better when I am buried with sorrow and grief. No matter how good the feeling is, no matter how many times I try to fight it; my gutfeeling always wins. One thing that kills me the most is that everytime I see you I know you don't have to try in school because you hve a guaranteed* spot in the future; while I do not. You say you're going to be the type of father who doesn't give a sheet about your kids instead you want your "wife" to do that. Life with you would be PERFECT.I'd love to be there with you but I don't think that we are compatible I don't think you can take care of me You're young You live for the present and NOT the future You play too much I love how you do whatever I say and advise The multiple ways you find to get my attention You do the littlest things to make the first half of my day great You try perfecting what you don't like You ask me a billion and one questions about the randomwst things; everyday I know I can't stay away from you because because like a cat, everytime I stray a little too far away, I somehow manage to find a way back to you. You are THE Apple of my eye. Without you in class, that girls strangeness would make me cry. I love it everytime you're next to me, but you and I know better...we are not meant to be