Where's the boy that makes me smile? The one I can always turn to. The one I'm going to miss like crazy when it's all over. The one that really knows me, deep down inside.

I remember how we talked all night long last summer. About everything. I remember skating on your skateboard. I remember how you kept me company all those lonely, boring nights. I remember how scary I thought it was when you showed me how well you knew me. I was amazed. I miss that. I may not mean that much to you. But you mean a lot to me. You get me. Simple as that, you get me.

I've got goose-bumps. Make it go away.