There once was a girl, who had everything. And a boy, who only wanted her. He'd give anything to tell her, but couldn't out of fear. That was until he found the strength. The words and emotions. The two would pass each day in the halls, their eyes only meeting for split second glances. He would fumble for his books, or pretend to tie his shoe. She would smile just enough to let him know he was made. But the fears that drove him to the depths of self-doubt were pervasive. Faced with confronting them? It was all too much to think about. And so he decided against it; For the last time, and that time he meant it.
Their hands interlocked, awkwardly shaking. He was feeling nervous about the way he was dressed. Fashion for the Heights never made it to the Valley. And he noticed...[read more]