Lyrical Lies

I smiled as I wrapped my arms around Frank. I pulled myself into his neck, where his appley scent was strongest.

"Frank?"

"Yeah?" he said gently.

"Why did you sing me that song? I could have just called Bert and had him sing it to me. It is his song after all."

Frank grinned and slowly ran his fingers up and down my arm.

"But the it wouldn't mean the same thing."

His answer made smile and I hugged him tighter. I could feel air brush against the top of my head with every breath that Frank took.

"Violet?"

"Yes?" I asked, looking up at him.

"You do love me, don't you?"

I nodded, confused.

"Why would you ask that Frank?" I whispered quietly.

"I just...I don't understand."

"Understand what?"

"Us..." Frank said as he moved me off of him and sat up.

I stared at him. I didn't understand what he was talking about.

"I mean," Frank continued. "If I love you and you love me too, then why can't we be together?"

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? I'm sorry Frank, but we can't be together because I don't want you to know I'm a freak.

When the silence continued, Frank stood up.

"I'm sorry Violet. Let's just go home."

I looked up at him standing above me. He looked so perfect. So godly.

Maybe he would understand. May be he would still love me. But what if he didn't?

"I'll tell you someday Frank," I whispered to myself.

He heard.

"I can't wait forever Violet."