You wake up in a panic, looking for your four-year-old daughter. When you get out back, you find your daughter sound asleep on the chest of your brothers best friend. "We played a little to hard.“ he tells you with a smile. You feel tears forming in your eyes. He reaches for your hand, pulling you closer, careful not to wake the sleeping child. "Hey, come here.“ he says. "What you’re feeling right now, is love, Lo," he says. "And you’re afraid to admit it yet, and that’s okay.“ he says before continuing. "I just need you to know that however much you figure out you love me, I love you more than that. And I love her too.“ he says, motioning to your daughter. "I’m going to be here. I’m going to stick around. So take your time. Because I’ll just be here waiting patiently till you believe it." He finished speaking and smiles again. He’s serious.