He stared at me in disbelief. “But I thought you said…”

“You never let me speak at all.” I smile slowly.

“Don’t joke with me…I’m pretty sure that would kill me.”

“I’m not kidding, you know I wouldn’t do that.”

“But…are you sure?” he stutters slightly in his nervousness.

“Yes! Why are you making this so difficult?”

“Because I can’t believe it’s real…” he whispers queitly as he stares at his beaten Chucks.

“Sometimes it just feels better to give in.” I say as I nervously fiddle with my bracelet, and notice that I can’t feel my legs.

He glances up at me and finally realizes that I’m not joking. “You’re amazing, I hope you know that.”

“Well I…” He cuts me off and puts his finger on my lips.

“Shh…” His eyes penetrate mine, his intense gaze makes me slightly light headed. He leans in and gently caresses my back. When our lips touch, it seems as if nothing else exists and for a moment I forget that life has been killing me ever since it begun.