Read my mind

I wish you could read my mind.

You’d know how much I love singing alone in the car at the top of my lungs to songs that make me cry.

You’d know how much I don’t care for having friends.

You’d remember that my favorite color is

purple.

You’d know how much I hate having good memories, as I often wish I could go back in time and relive them.

And you’d know exactly how much I love you.