like turns to love:)

I miss how we used to talk every minute of every day & how I was able to tell you everything that was on my mind. I miss our conversations. How about you?:)do you miss it, like I do?:) If you miss, if you cared, you would have bothered to talk to me. aren't you?:)Love is about you, me and something that we build between us:)you've probably asked me who I liked. I said, 'no one.' but, what I really meant was, 'no one but you.':)' Like' as a friend. 'like' as respect. There are so many different kinds of 'likes.' But, I like you as someone special for me.and it's turn into love. like is when I know the best side of you and like you. Love is when I know the worst side of you could ever have. and I still love you with everything I have in my heart.