"I think I'm in love with you." I said as you turned your back to leave. My eyes filled with tears and my heart poured out into every word. You looked at me with those dark brown eyes. "I think I'm in love with you, but what can I do to make you love me?" You took a step towards me and said, "Follow the roads." You looked at me one last time then walked out the door. Someone once told me, 'All roads lead to somewhere', but I guess not all roads lead to your heart.