"Oh no, I'm falling in love again."

"Huh? Again? Who did you fall in love with again?" the boy asked as he sat next to the other boy who was singing. 

The boy smiled as he turned his body to face his friend who sat with him just now. His eyes spoke of different language that his friend could not decipher. His eyes which hid a spark of a longing one could not see. And his eyes that stared at him with love swarming his irises.

"The same person," the boy answered. "I'm falling in love with the same person. Again. And again."

"Like a labyrinth with no way out then?" 

He bit his lower lip as he averted his gaze away from his friends. He softly gazed at the blue sky hovering above them. "Perhaps."

Silence occupied the space between them for a moment before the other boy spoke again. "Is it possible?"

He smiled, immediately understanding his friend's question. "I don't think I will ever fall in love with a person again that is not him." He closed his eyes and drew in a little breath. "For me, it is possible." He craned his neck to look at him and gave him a beam. "As long as it's him, I will always choose to fall in love."