• Using her finger, she drew a heart on his palm. He smiled, and her eyes locked with his.

    Her eyes were basically tiny oceans in them. Baby blue orbs that seemed endless when stared in when unfocused. The human eye is a powerful object when trying to convey emotions. Any feelings, pain, sadness, regret, however, he could not see. He felt it.

    Like now. He could sense it.

    Nothing could be done, however. And so both the boy and girl sat in silence. He grabbed her hand and kissed it. Laughing nervously, the girl beamed. Her eyes were wandering around the room. She drew another heart.

    He searched for her eyes. Gentle, he felt on her face… feeling her cheeks, her lips, her forehead, and finally her beautiful eyes. When he found them, he smiled once again.

    “I love you,” he said.

    She looked at him, obviously confused. The boy noticed this.

    Raising his left hand, he put it close to her eyes. The pinky, thumb, and index finger were raised. His middle and ring finger were on his palm. His hands also spoke, they too said, ‘I love you.’

    She understood, much to his assurance. Grabbing a nearby piece of paper and a pen, she poked holes in an odd formation.

    His fingers brushed over the holes. He cried.

    She, too, cried.