I was not inclined to know new friends. Not till a few who were persistent recently. I did not like young boys... or so I thought. This young boy I met last month started to treat me differently.
He gave me the warmth I had been yearning for. While I wish this feeling to continue, part of me has restriction to move on. Perhaps he likes me? I do not know. I do not want to know.
He may be young but he is not as tall as you. He is not as good looking as you.
You may not think of me as much as he does. You may not talk to me as much as he does.
No matter how I look at you two, you are the perfect guy to me.
[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot