Some days I still feel like the scared boy I once was. The same child who mouthed

                    "I love you"

from the mattress on the living room floor . I have never forgotten that shy smile you made. I remember you so vividly.

I can still see your playful eyes, and visualize the corners of your mouth as they reveal your sharp cainine teeth. I'll never forget that moment.

It's disheartening to learn that sometimes progress isn't made.

I may always be that terrified boy who is hopelessly in

                    love.