The Stars Don't Lie

by Boo Walker

“I’m sorry,” I said, sniffling. He patted my back. “You have nothing to be sorry for, my brother.” He pinched up high on my shoulders, finding a place where I held a lot of tension. “Just quit carrying it alone, man. You’re not alone.”

I’d never give up on you. You can’t know how great love is until you’re in it, and you can’t know the heartache either.