She wants a nickel for my thoughts; I gave her a dollar for all my tears and a story of all my pain that I've been through for all of my years. She said she wanted more so I told her all my fears, then I tried to end it with a story full of cheers. It didn't last long so yeah, I kind of froze, it’s like sad situations are the only things a young brother knows.
I took a deep breath because she makes me shy. I really try to hide it but she has the ability to see it in my eyes. I told her I can do her no wrong but I think she feels its all lies. I just hope this love I have will not be the event of my demise …
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