I'll give up on you

Love?

Here's my story of my unrequited love...

It began in 2nd grade, my first crush. This was the grade I just started understanding how to have feelings for someone. A new school a new fresh start, I can remember seeing him for the first time in my head like it was yesterday.

He was sitting in front of me, I was always behind him...

I remember writing love letters of him and teasing him that I had his secrets in there for his attention. It worked surprisingly, but not for so long. I remember the joy of him putting so much attention into finding out what was it inside the paper. He still doesn't know what was inside that letter to this day.

It was like everything I did and what I was going to do had to be calculated because I didn't want to make a mistake with him. Although we were far from being acquaintances...

2nd grade soon passed by and we were in 3rd grade and he was in my class again. The amount of happiness I had was insane. I spent the whole summer wishing to be in the same class as him.

Even though we grew up a bit, I was yet still far from being his friend. I was always behind him, looking at him from afar. No matter how crowded or dark it was, it was like I can always just spot him from a mile away.

He was always a good and smart student and excelled in all our subjects. Which made me even more nervous of where I had my grades at or how my behavior was. I was scared to be judged by him, even though he has never looked my way. I cheated on some test to get high scores to be smart just like him, one day I even got in trouble. One guy I was copying from caught me and yelled at me, it was embarrassing but that wasn't what I was worried about. I was much more worried about what he thought of me.

3rd grade passed and now I was onto 4th grade. First day of school, how exciting I thought. He wasn't anywhere to be seen not in my class or any other classes. I was absolutely upset that day, and being a kid your emotions are all heightened. Not only did I figured out that he moved schools but I felt sadden at the fact that I wasn't able to tell him I liked him before he left because we were never going to meet again right? Or so I thought...

My 4th and 5th grade went by so fast and there I was, a 6th grader at a new school.

On the first day I remember trying to find my way to the gym in the crowded crowd all trying to find their way. Suddenly I saw him...I saw him walk past me going in the other direction. But when I saw him, it was like I was seeing him in slow motion and for a quick second our eyes met. Although it was just a quick encounter with a stranger to him but to me it was more than just that.

I finally figured he wasn't in my team when I didn't see him any classes. After a two semesters of me just seeing him from afar, there was this one day. I was in my reading period walking back to class from going to the bathroom on the other side of school. Suddenly he walks up from the ramp in front of me, and there I was yet again behind him.

I slowly and quiet followed his foot steps from a distance. He walked into my team hallway and I only hoped in my head that he would take that turn into my class, but I already knew it was not possible because it was already mid semester and we couldn't change teams around that time. Then suddenly he made a turn and I was absolutely ecstatic. I thought maybe he was was just dropping something off but no, he was actually in my class in my team.

Soon or later we actually became friends. I became friends with him through my best friend at the time who I've known since 4th grade. But what I didn't expect was that they started dating later on.

I fully supported them, like a normal friend I supported their relationship. I had already accepted it by then and I knew I would always be on the sideline cheering on my friends to be with the guy I always liked.