It became my goal to make Angel laugh.
I learned magic. D*mn. The first time I guessed her card... I secretly cried afterwards. It was her first real smile in a few months.
She would always chuckle- always- when I danced. She would make fun of my dancing in front of the other children who had cancer, and I could tell that even when I danced badly, she was still proud of me.
Even if I seem like a fool, I would willingly be a fool for her.