It has been around three months since I have lived in Derek's house with his family. I decided to not go to school or outside the house because I know the police would be after me and take me back to the foster home. Derek's parents said that was fine but I just have to clean the house in return.

Which is fine with me, since I kinda like cleaning. It takes away the thoughts and things that had happen to me over the years. Plus, I get a smile and hug from Derek's mother when I finish getting the house all cleaned up. She kinda did fill the gap of my mother.

I still didn't tell Derek how I felt about him. To be honest, I'm quite scared... I just don't want to lose my best friend, who took me in with his parents, and even his home.

I want to tell him... but then I'm afraid he might be a kite that once I let go of the string he might blow away like the others I had loved so much...

  And I don't want that no matter how much my kite stringed heart wants to unravel... I'll just have to kept to myself and let be a tangled mess on the inside...

  Its what you do for love right... For love is like a kite, when it blows away it makes you want to run after and catch it....