The Bucket List

Confusion was clear on his face from the creases in his forehead to the scrunched up eyebrows.
Tears brimmed my eyes, but I kept them there instead of letting them free, at the moment, as I knew as soon as the words that I would share next will force these tears out. Taking a deep breath to steady my irregular breathing, I say the brave words they've all been waiting for,
“Everyone want to know why I've kept myself to myself these past few years, why I have a bucket list? One simple stupid reason. You wanna know?”