A neighbour, a childhood friend, a best guy-friend and an older brother.

That’s what he is to me but that is before I realize my feelings for him. I kept denying but it eventually come back to me.

How could I say those words when I kept on shaking whenever I keep thinking about confessing?

So, here I am, hopelessly strumming my guitar with my head held high. Then, a quote magically popped into my head. 

“When words fail, music speaks”