I love you 143, you are 486...

I’m texting 143 to the person that I love the most.

I still can’t express my feelings with words.

It’s not just a simple game of numbers.

I love you 143, you are 486.

We’re so different.

It’s still hard.

My heart pounds at your one word.

I stutter, what am I saying?

I look bad because I keep getting it wrong.

Please know my heart.

When I’m talking with my friends,

Oh I’m bragging and yeah I boast.

You guys don’t know this kind of love.

Even if we don’t make plans,

Even if we speak different languages,

He’s a person that sticks around me.