The square piece of paper lay between our knees as we sat cross-legged on the green grass beneath the even greener trees. "Turn it over." He said, his voice rough and anxious. We were the only people left in the park by then, completely alone in the darkening summer night. Even then, i didn't feel comfortable revealing the secret overleaf; i could feel his eyes boring into me, though I couldn't see them. I could hear his breath, heavy, over the trickling of the stream at the end of the park and the purr of the wind through the foliage. My heart skipped a beat when i heard his voice again. It reminded me of chocolate mousse, deep, rich and creamy...sweet and delicious beyond compare. My will buckled upon hearing this, and he exhaled as i extended my right hand towards the page. I paused and leaned forward, eyes closing with content, drawing in towards his flawless breath, taking it in. He blew lightly on my face, and just short of passing out i looked up at him only to see that devious smirk make its way across his face, egging me on. "Go on." He urged, and with that his eyes sparkled like the stars above and i succumbed to the beautiful boy, finally placing my hand down on the sheet of paper. I picked it up and slowly turned it over, my heart beat so hard it made my hands shake in time with it. My eyes scanned over the print again and again, and eventually my eyes grew dry. I fought the urge to blink; surely it would disappear once i took my eyes off it. A warm breeze that passed momentarily forced me to squint and eventually close my eyes altogether, momentarily. He took my free hand in his and whispered "Read it." in his lustrous voice, and i mused at how he now was speaking only in orders before doing as i was told. The words remained in place on the sheet of paper - "I love you.". The beautiful boy squeezed my hand gently, and i said, honestly, "I love you too.".