I quickly turn away afraid she will look into me and discover my heart is not in my chest but in her hands. I look at my sunflower. I slowly push back her brown, golden strands from her hurt eyes. I never have told my girlfriend I love her even though I can t live my life without her.
Nobody truly knows what it means.
To tell you the truth I m afraid of the idea. Maybe I m frightened of the fact that I may very well be tangled in the gripping vines of red roses. As much as I desire my lady, I have managed to do the worst thing to her. I have fell into the darkest, coldest well and now cannot climb up the slippery walls. I have cheated on my girlfriend.