3:00pm
I walked towards her class.
Every after school, we would walk to each other's classes, and we would meet in the middle.
I gave her my hand, and she looked at it for a moment.
"What will she do?" I thought.
She grabs hold of my hand, her fingers in between mine.
Her small hand fits perfectly in my man hands.
"Please. Know that I'm not doing this just as friends," I yelled in my head.
I walked her to the place where we always part our ways.
As I looked at her, and as she looked at me, I just wished she saw me as something else.
I wish she could say she likes girls.
"I'll see you tomorrow," she said with her captivating smile.
I nod shyly.
We embrace each other.
For a split second, I wished I could hold her forever.
We let go, and we part our ways.
"Hopefully tomorrow is the day I tell her..." I said.
YOU ARE READING
She and I
RomanceShe and I met on a trip to the Museum. She and I talked. She and I clicked. She liked me as a friend. I however, felt in a different way. A diary of my daily life with her. (Warning! ANNOYING AF)
