let me tell you a story of mine, a tale of dreams, hope, friendship and first love. he has gorgeous eyes, and a messy hair. He always looks so relaxed, he swings his hands and lay back too much when he walks. He talks so comfortably to everyone, he makes everything looks so easy on him....and hard for me. I am the careless one, i worry too much, i can't trust easily i can't trust him. I makes everything complicated and hard. I made too many rules, and he's just everything against it.