Your Love Cuts The Strings

Well, the day went on and introduced him to all my friends and they all seemed to love him.

"So, how do you like it here?" I asked.

"I love it here. Everyone is so nice."

"Well, soon, you will hate it here. The only thing that makes it bareable is my friends."

"Well, I think I'm going to like it here," he said, looking straight at me. I couldn't help but smile.

So the day winded down and it came time to go home. I can't remember the last time I wanted to stay at school. Was it because of him? Wow, I really needed to go home and think about some things, but I didn't want to be away from him.

"Well, are you a car rider, bus rider, or do you walk home?"

"I walk home."

"Oh, well. I will see you tomorrow then. Bye."

"Bye," he called back.