My hands pressed tightly on my hips and feet planted firmly on the ground. To you, I dare not risk a glance. You said, “You did something wrong, you’re stuttering and keep looking down on your shoes.” It’s not my feelings that betrayed me, it’s how well you knew me and there is nothing to hide. “Listen.” I began. I am more than scared, I feel bare, like the world is seeing too much of me. But you just have to know. Tomorrow you will leave me, but you just have to know.