You look pretty today, just like every other day. Your pretty brown eyes hold all the beauty I could find.

I love you in this gown, the flower patterned gown, the one you wear with your white sneakers and a pair of white socks.

I also love it when you use that hair clip, the pretty brown one, the one you are using right now.

When you eventually see me, I know you'll stroll here and ask me how I am. I'll smile and tell you I'm fine and then you'll tell me about how pretty the sky was when you woke up.

The truth is, I am not fine. I love you, but I can't say so. What would you say if I told...