Why? He took a fall for me. He is a true friend, a brother that I'll never forget. But it wasn't worth it. He gave you up for me, without me knowing, but you don't like me. I love you. I miss being able to talk to you. I miss being able to look at your parents without feeling hated. And I hate having to hide my emotions. So I must ask myself... Why? Why do I subject myself to this? Why, when I could change it all, maybe impress you, do I sit back and watch as others win you over? Why? Because I care like that. I care about YOU, not about US. If you are happy, then I won't change it. But know this: I love you. I remember when you told me you wanted me to kiss you, feel your soft lips on mine. But now you despise me. Oh well.