Boys don't mature. They just age. But aged boys know how to flow with a different destination, and to shine with different color.

I miss her, but I don't want to see her.

You will be happy. Will it satisfy you if I say again I will keep a promise I made before? Tomorrow you will be happier than today, the day after tomorrow you will be happier than tomorrow. I promise you.

When you come to me, wear these. On a good day, prettily.

People are just the same. They like me if they need me, but once I'm useless, they abandon me. To survive, I need to be useful

The next time she comes back, no matter what she says, listen to her well. If she cries, give her a handkerchief and wait until she's done crying. If she curses me, curse with her. And if by any chance she asks about me, tell her that I'm sorry.

To me, my feelings and pride are important. Although I like you it's not enough to be used like that.