That's How It Ends

There are two typical love stories that starts with being best friends.

First is you know each other for a long time and both of you fell in love with each other. SECRETLY. You guys are acting like normal best friends, like nothing is wrong or like, there's no awkward feeling. Until the day comes when the both of you can't help it but burst everything out and say that you love each other for quiet some time and can't help to be just "best friends". So, you guys started dating, still acts like best friends because you're too comfortable with each other but in a much sweeter way and you guys keep going until you reached your happy ending!

The second one is the most common. You are best friends for a long time and suddenly, one of you fell in love, sad to say, the other didn't. One sided love. Sucks. Isn't it? Secretly in love. And one day, he/she will wake up with all the strength and courage to finally shout out his/her feelings, they will talkk about it, he/she will be shocked and overwhelmed, trying to absorb everything, he/she might ask some space, time to think, or seek other people's advice. Then eventually, he/she will give it a try because of the thought that they are best friends. They know about everything about each other, so many things in common and SNAP! The feelings developed and they will live happily ever after!

Well, our story is quiet different...

I have a best friend. I met her when we're in 2nd grade. Yeah, too young, isn't it? But, she captured my attention right away. I know it's weird to have that kind of feeling at my age, but damn! This girl is so amazing! So, I took the courage to say hi.

And that's the start of our story.

The sweetest "Hi" I ever heard in my existence...

Starting that day, I can't stop thinking about her. I know it's pretty weird cause I should be thinking about Spiderman, basketball and video games. But yeah, she keeps on running in my mind. I didn't stop talking to her. We became friends. Then eventually, we became best friends. We can't stop talking about cartoons, dancing, she's my dance partner by the way, and all of those kid's stuffs. I'm giving her candies, cute little stickers that she used to love and you know, little flowers from our garden.

As time flies, those cartoon stories became real stories, like, what's going on to the world, media, celebrities, our friends, our lives or books that we're currently reading. Those little flowers from the garden became bouquets. Infatuation became love.

But yeah, we're still best friends. Just best friends.

Five years ago, I woke up one day feeling strong and I felt like God showered me with all the courage from the heaven to tell her what I really feel.

I Love Her.

I love her more than just best friends.

Next to my mom, she's the most important girl to me.

Her hair. Those pretty eyes. Her nose. Her chubby cheeks that oh-so cute. Her pink lips. Her collarbones. Her hands so soft. Her scent that captivates me. Her smooth skin. The way she moves. The way she walks. When she dance, oh god! The sound of her voice, the way she calls my name. Her contagious laughs. Her genuine smile. Even her curves and flaws. Perfect!

I Love Her!

I Love Her so much!

I can't really believe that I can love a person this much, but yeah, I am deeply in love with this amazing girl.

So yeah, I took the courage. I told her what I am feeling. I told her everything. How much I treasure her. How important she is to me. That i'll die if I lose her.

And she rejected me.

"No. Let's just be best friends" dhe uttered

I understand...