"What's wrong?" Brock asked.
"I can't do this." Reba said as she started pacing the room.
"Reba, you must not understand. I love you and I wanna know if you feel the same about me." Brock asked stopping her.
"Why won't you answer?!" Brock yelled.
"Because I don't love you back!" Reba yelled wishing she hadn't.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry, I've gotta go water BJ's plants, with her gone, she'll kill me if they die." Brock said as he walked out the door, with tears running down his cheeks. For the next few days Brock avoided Reba as much as he could. BJ walked in on Wednesday morning with a worried look on her face.
"Reba, I'm worried." BJ said.
"That the carnies are coming to get you?" Reba asked.
"No, Brock hasn't eaten in a week, and he seems to be throwing up a lot recently." BJ said.
"Ouch, well maybe he's got the flu." Reba lied.
"No, I think he's got a broken heart." BJ said.
"From what?" Reba asked.
"I don't know, but he's upset." BJ said. The scene that had happened between her and Brock played in her mind and she couldn't help but thinking what she really meant to say.
It took me by surprise
When I saw you standing there
Close enough to touch
Breathing the same air
You asked me how I'd been
I guess that's when I smiled and said just fine
Oh, but baby I was lying
What I really mean to say
Is I'm dying here inside
I miss you more each day
There's not a night I haven't cried
And baby, here's the truth
I'm still in love with you
That's what I really meant to say
And as you walked away
The echo of my words
Cut just like a knife
Cut so deep it hurt
I held back the tears
Held on to my pride and watched you go
I wonder if you'll ever know
What I really meant to say
Is I'm really not that strong
No matter how I try
I'm still holding on
And here's the honest truth
I'm still in love with you
That's what I really meant to say