"You know what's hard at thinking too much?" He cackled lightly, "The bright side is that you have your own whole, wide world in this big head of yours." His eyes were starting to tear up, chaotic emotions battling up in those hazel eyes. "Downfall is: you can't stop thinking. You won't. And it hurts so much."
She stared, wide-eyed, to the person in front of her.
There's nothing more to say, than letting those tears fall freely, as she wrapped him up in a warm, tight hug; trying to make everything alright.