I can't determine whether you're good for me or not. I hate saying this, but yeah, this time it feels kinda different.
It's weird being this open with my feelings, especially with someone like you. I used to hate being this type of person. I always put up this front about being independent and I only relied on myself for happiness. But for some apparent reason, you make me happy. We make me happy. Maybe it's the distance. Or maybe you are good for me.