How Can You Be So Sure

"How can you be so sure?" he asked her.

She folded her arms across her chest. "I just know. I feel it. And I know." she answered.

"But that doesn't make sense" he replied.

"I don't know how to explain it. I know I see things with rose tinted glasses most of the time. But I also just know it. Deep within me, I just know these things. And I choose to trust them. I don't fight them. Maybe that's the difference." she answered.

"The figthing might be right." he replied and looked away.