Love Story Pt 14 Only 87 More To Go

Last night I gave you my heart. I anticipated a rejection, but all you did was smile. You smiled as if I finally found the key to your heart. Is this true love or am I digging my own grave? I have thirty questions and no time to ask them. My head just can't find the writing between the lines. Is this a joke? All our fighting and avoiding for nothing? No, there's something, I can tell. Don't try to deceive me again. My thoughts are getting old now. They want to say bye bye, but all I can do is store them away in my new little black book.