I sit in my seat staying still even though I can never sit still. As I watch him with his friends he begins to laugh, and he smiles. His smile makes me feel happy and warm. When I see him smile my heart feels a feeling I can’t explain, but I hesitate. I feel pain somewhere in my heart that I can’t explain that well but I know I shouldn’t feel this way. It makes me happy when he’s happy and smiling, but it makes me sad how I can’t give him that.