Girl: Do you think Im pretty?
Boy: No.
Girl: Do you want to be with me forever?
Boy: No.
Girl: If I left, would you cry?
Boy: No.
**as she walked away, tears streaming down her face, the boy grabbed her arm, and looked her in the eyes**
Boy: Youre not pretty, youre beautiful. I dont want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldnt cry if you left, Id die.
