One day I feel so happy
Next day I feel so sad
I guess I have to learn the good with the bad
Each night I ask the stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love?

Chapter Two
...I...

I never liked beaches. They're cold. And noisy. But Daisuke brings me every weekend anyway. I think I never told him I don't like beaches. Now is as good a time as any. But I don't think I will.
They used to say no one could understand me. I think you do though, Daisuke. You don't ask questions like them, you've just learnt to accept my silence. I think we have a bond, in our minds.
Not in our hearts.
Shall I tell you why? I'm going to anyway.
Because everyday, you tell me you love me. It's the first thing you say when you wake up, and the last thing before you go to bed. But I have never said it to you once. Not ever, not even when we were younger. I know I do, but something in me is warning me not to say it, or I'll get hurt. Will I die without telling you? Probably.
Daisuke, I...I...
God, I can't even write it.
The last person I said 'I love you' to was...I can't remember. Well, I can. But I wouldn't tell you.

You're so beautiful
You're so perfect

Daisuke, did I ever tell you how gorgeous you are when the sun splashes on your eyes? I can see that smile playing on your lips, that one only I'm allowed to see. I could tell you now. I think I will. Except that's not what comes out of my mouth.
"Don't leave me."
Why do always say that?
"I won't."
And your reply is always the same. One day I think it'll be different. I think one day I'll say don't leave me and you'll say
"fuck you ichijouji you never fucking loved me did you? yeah well you can just fuck off you little shit i hate you"
and then I'll go home and think about commiting suicide until you come, but you never will and I'll just lie there for ever and ever thinking how I wish I could just die.

Save me Daisuke
Save me from myself

"You look pretty tonight."
Why can't I tell you that?
"I'm cold Daisuke."
So you come and wrap your arms around my shoulders and whisper a little song you're making up on the spot. Your breath is tickling my ear Daisuke, it's very annoying. But I smile anyway.
"Better?"
"Much."

A boy of little words

Is that what I am? Somebody told me that once. I guess I'm not really a boy anymore. I do talk though. When I'm alone with Daisuke. Can you do that thing tonight?
You know the one I mean?
Where I'm just sitting there talking, and you make us a cup of tea each and put the fire on and turn the lights down and all the while I'm still talking about nothing. Then you bring in a blanket and wrap it round both of us on the sofa, and then I have to stop talking because you're kissing me. And then you tell me what you think of what I was talking about, even though it was just ramble really.
I like it when you do that.
You're breathing's slowed down. I can hear it. You're going to say it. Please, Daisuke...please don't say it...

"I love you, Ken."

...I...

Oh god...

I can't even write it...

I cried a tear
For nobody but you