everyone knows that now a days nothing is free.

from the dollar store to Tiffanies. Nothing is without its price.

She is no exception. Girls, if anything, have the highest price. But for me, I would do anything for her. If I had a gun to my head, I would take the shot. If I had all the money in the world, I would trade it for a day in her arms. If I had to choose between her and the day with my friends, I would choose her. But she would tell me to hang with my friends.

You know when you meet that one person who simply gets you? No preconceived notions, no ulterior motives. Just a pure understanding of the fabric that makes up every bit of your being.

She told me i'm a psychic. Because I know her better than I know myself. But I'm not. I just think she is the most beautiful thing in the world. She makes me feel like nothing else is around. When shes in the same room as me i can't concentrate on anything else. And it drives me insane when she smiles and laughs, she sounds like the rain. Like the very fabric of Gods perfect creation.

But no chance have I got, for one more thing i cannot afford. I would work off my debt but life is no lender. He will not let her go without some gift. And I have nought to give.

I have no payment for the price of her.