“I have to go now,” he said.
I checked the Spider-man watch he gave me for Christmas, 11:51PM it read.
“Awh… I hate when we have to hang up,” I lamented.
“Me, too,” he stated.
“Why?” I questioned.
“Because you’re so happy and bright, saying goodbye is like turning off the sun,” he said.

…only because he makes me that way.