Was it fate that I can see her again? After 8 years, I thought I wouldn't be able to see her again. I always think of myself as a fool for falling in love with her. She, as my best friend!
I think it all started back in high school when I REALIZED that I fell for her. We always hang out on the rooftop while enjoying the cool breeze. Her hair flutters as the wind blew, her pretty smile makes my heart beat as she talked about her day. I'm really relieved since she can tell me all her worries, I'm relieved to know that she trusts me.
I also remembered that we always eat lunch together. She's such a big eater. I still remember when she asked me to buy her lunch and it ended up all my money being wasted. Still, it was all worth it when I saw her happy. Her smile as she thanked me was engraved in my memory.
I remembered when I was playing basketball, she always came and support me. When I get a point she always said, ‘That's my friend!’ proudly. That always boosts my confidence. I really liked her saying that.
I also remembered when we're in art class, when I drew her. Her, sitting in the window while the rays of dazzling sunlight makes her shine, her hair flutters as the warm breeze blew. Her mesmerizing smile is a memory I can't forget.
I also remembered when we walked home together, she always gave me her bag saying that I should carry it. He always kept talking while we're walking. She's quite talkative but I liked that personality of her–no, I liked everything about her.
I also remember when she always came to our house on weekends, my mom and dad really liked her. Mom always cooked food for her everytime she comes while Dad always tell her various stories about me and always asking her if she and I are... You know... Together... That question always makes me embarrassed. Just what the hell is dad thinking?
I still remembered when we were in college, (yes, we're in the same university as well) she always complains how hard it is being a college student. Still, she's cute when she complains.
I remembered when we're in the library, she asked me to help her out with her assignments. She ended up falling asleep immediately. I patted her in the head and kissed her forehead, I then bent my head in the table and looked in her direction. I used my arms to support my head, I closed my eyes in attempt to sleep but I can't stop staring at her. She's really beautiful.
The other day, I saw her with a man she introduced as her 'boyfriend'. My heart felt like shattering, I tried to keep smiling in front of her but I always kept getting upset when I'm all alone. I felt jealousy, I felt sadness. I regret not confessing. I often asked myself, ‘If I tell her what I feel, will everything change? Will I be able to be together with her?’ But I was scared. ‘What if I ruined her happiness?’ ‘Will she hate me for liking her?’ ‘Should I really tell her how I feel?’. Questions kept popping up in my head, I'm really confused!
As time goes by, I felt distant to her. We often eat together, we often hang out together and we often talk to each other. I felt my world crumbling apart, I was scared that this will happen if I told her how I feel but, why is it happening now? What was wrong?
Days, weeks and months have passed. We gradually lost contact with each other. One day, I just heard about her leaving. I rushed to the airport as soon as I heard it but, I'm too late...
Now, I'm seeing her again. Standing right in front of me. I was shocked to see her again, it felt like a dream! The cherry blossoms fall down the tree as the wind blew, her smile, her hair, her face, everything felt real. It's too real to be a dream!
With her bright smile, she said, “It's nice to see you again...”
I felt mixed emotions. For a long time, I've been waiting for her to come back... Finally, I, can see her again. I thought I stopped liking her but now, my heart is beating like crazy just with her presence!
I decided to confess so I won't regret anything. I don't want to regret anything.
I gathered my courage and said, “I like you!”
She looked at me and smiled. A tear fell down on her cheeks.
“S-sorry... I just said it even though you already have a boyfriend...” I said.
“You idiot!” She yelled. “I also... Like you... I've liked you for a long time, You idiot! My so called boyfriend is fake! I did that to make you jealous! I didn't know it would be like this...” She added as she kept hitting me and crying.
Her words gave me a surprise. I hugged her tightly and said, “I'm sorry... I really am an idiot.”
Now that I think about it, maybe it really was fate to see and fall for her again...
