I think he knows and understands me in ways that others don't, because he is more aware of stuff in my life.
The problem, however, lies in the fact that I understand the way he's been brought up, and he was always taught to only care about himself, and his future.
I would be dragging him down, because I'm so... not put together.
But whenever I think about home, or whenever I think about whose arms I want to be in right now, I think of that boy.
Can I trust him? I don't even know whether he likes me, but I won't let him in or let him talk to me, because I'm scared he can hurt me.
I know his eyes always say that he cares, but boys are good with playing tricks.
Sometimes all I want to do is hug him really tight and never let go.