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I thought graduating from senior high school will end the feelings and memories we shared. I thought being busy with my school works now that I am a college student and adapting from a new environment, will just automatically forget all of it. And I thought I will forget about your face and never ever heard of your name again. You promised to never see and just treat each other as strangers. I mean in the first place that was okay because we need time but reflecting from it there is this a little "regret" I have been feeling inside my heart.

I mean how could you do it. How could you act as if nothing happened and treating me as a thin air. I haven't caught your eye staring at me anymore or even hearing my name from your mouth. That gestures are just simple when we were together but how could you be so immature. 

How could you do that. 

It was easy for you hurting my feelings like this. 

We are not really over, Hiro. 

I still heard your names in the corridor, some girls calling your name but staring at her intently made me realize she was a transgender woman. Did your sexual orientation changed? I doubt it cause you once told me you were straight. Or was it just because we broke apart and you needed love from other people that desperately? I saw you having conversations with that woman and you did not even mind how her hands playing with your hands, touching your waist effortlessly and your dark-brown hair that you cherish the most. 

Are you two close? Did you already get over me? I want to know so I mustered up my courage to talk to you. I asked your batch mate and found you still had that hobby, drawing from your tablet some random buildings. I smiled from that thought because you still hadn't change and maybe, just a little maybe I was hoping that the feelings was still the same. 

I looked around the garden and found out no one's here except us. God must have chosen this perfect moment so that I could talk to you, just us. 

I wanna hear my name from your mouth. I wanna hug you just from a distance but I have no right anymore.

"Hiro." My voice cracked. 

Your hands stopped midway but you did not look up to see me. I wanna cry. Tears are building up my eyes and a little blink will made their escape. You did not answer too as if waiting for me to say my business.

You are hurting me, Hiro. 

You were different. You were talking to that trans woman so lively and how in front of me you can't even move or look up to see my face. Just see me in the eye and I will be happy.

"I came to say, I am sorry." I said finally. And before I forgot I was the first one who hurt you. After your confession when we were high school, I rejected you the first time and second time. It was too late to realize that I liked you so much when you were already gone. When you already told me indirectly that the feelings was not the same anymore.

I confessed for the first time that I liked you but you did not turn me down. You just said we need some time to think about it. But instead of closure, you gave me a cold treatment. You treated me a stranger, not a friend nor a classmate but a complete stranger. Could be compared as a thin air. I hope you just told me the things you wanted just like how I expressed my feelings honestly when I rejected you when you asked me to become your girlfriend. 

"Hiro, are we really over?" I could not stop myself from crying in front of the guy I called my first love. The guy who taught me how to forgive other people and to be strong at times of challenges. I had a lot first times with him and although I have a feeling of regret that we did not ended up together, I still thank destiny that we met. All the memories are forever engraved inside my heart. Those are precious memories from my so called first love.

"Goldie..." I sobbed when I heard him called my nickname. The nickname he gave me from my name "Gold".

"I already have a girlfriend and it was nice meeting you." He stood up and looked at me in the eye after 2 years. Tears are escaping through my eyes nonstop and I do not care how I look anymore. Although I need to be pretty in front of him because he was the guy I was in love with, I just doesn't care at all. I cried my eyes out and he just stood there, being a gentleman he is, he did not hugged me and just offered his hanky. He is not in a position to hug me anymore. 

"Was it that trans woman?" I asked to clear up my mind.

He grinned. "No. You know I am straight. Goldie, thank you for everything and if something happens I will always be here."

I wanna say sorry for everything too but I couldn't, it was so long to mention all of it. I hurt him so much he hurt me. I was the one who broke his heart, he was too kind and I have no right to cry in here and him being worried about me. He is just so kind and his girlfriend must be so lucky to have him. 

Sorry for hurting you too, Hiro and I wish we can have each other's happiness.

Author's note: HI! Sinong naka-relate? just wanna say to you to keep going marami pang lalaki diyan. Huwag magpaka-ulol sa isang pogi, ka-wattpader. actually marami pang pogi no hindi lang siya nag-iisa. maybe he is the right guy malay natin magiging kayo in 5 years later or more years pa. hindi rin natin alam ang tadhana so for now stay strongggg. broken din ako kaya, let's do this. let's fight together. yun lang saranghanda!!