Lost once again in the thoughts of a teenager, his mind wrapped around what she is thinking, and why the current situation bothers him so intensely. The choice is as broad as daylight on a summer day, but random actions of friendship are over thought as a possibility of something more. His mind seems focused on one thing possibly his weakness, his kryptonite. At the same time his weakness is his strength, as long as he is content with his weakness he is strong, when he is happy he is seemingly untouchable. Over his few years he has been shaped and molded into this person who is completely and utterly dependent on one person, that person almost ever changing because all he wants is her touch, her affection. He grasps for answers as a man gasps for air before he suffocates looking for anyone, anything to ease his heart and assure his second guessing mind. Even a lie is comforting to him at this point, only to bring further confusion and hurt at a later date it feeds his addiction of knowledge and affection. But until that later date he must move and react his gut feeling which at times is his worst enemy.

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