She remembers every look,
every smile,
every conversation...
and he has no idea.

She sits in class all day drawing hearts around his name. She hopes and prays that maybe it will work out. But by the end of the day, all it is....

ARE HEARTS ON A PEiCE OF PAPER.

A GOOD FRiEND is someone always there with a sholder to cry on.
a BEST FRiEND will walk straight up to him and say...
"iTS BECAUSE YOUR GAY, iSNT iT?"

EVERYONE SEES HER BUT NOBODY KNOWS HER SHE SCREAMS iN HER PiLLOW FOR A BETTER TOMMOROW...