"I can't take it anymore." He said, "You're the only one who keeps me going, and I can't afford to loose you once again." He was once just a guy standing in the hallways being incredibly proud by what he is. Now he's my guy who likes standing in the hallways, being proud that he has me. Fatal tragedies encounter his life every time he is sound asleep, unconscious of the problems because he avoids to see it. Pretending to be blind of his own fears but not afraid to see other people's insecurities. I was the girl who loved him unconditionally and he happened to be the guy who needed to be loved by me.