the sky is blue

=====regretful=====

I wasn't sure how much I liked her or even if I did at all, but it seemed like life set up everything perfectly.

All I could think about when I saw her on the bus the next day were my newfound feelings for her. I didn't understand why I was quickly growing more fond of her by the hour, but I couldn't deny my heart.

But I didn't say anything that day, and I let her slip away the next day.

••••••••••

I sat right behind her and Dana on the way back from school.

"Hello," she said with her beautiful smile. I almost forgot to answer, captivated by the curl of her lips and the way it complemented the rest of her face.

"Hey," I answered as calmly as possible. Someone was playing the drums inside my chest, and I swear everyone heard it.

What am I doing? We have been friends since the first grade!

No matter how much my brain fought with my heart, my heart won that day.

I tried to keep myself from saying anything at the wrong time.

I stared in front of me, at her dark brown hair. It was very close to the color of my dresser. It was a rich dark chocolatey waterfall.

She got off the bus. I reached out slightly just as she said goodbye, turned, and walked away.

That night I had trouble falling asleep. As Valentine's Day drew closer, so did my worries. I laid in my bed thinking about this whole situation.

Was this really right?

I fell asleep telling myself I really did like her...

The next day marked the beginning of a never ending struggle against myself.

A never ending struggle against a larger-than-life force.

The next day, I was hit with the news that threw me on my knees in pain.

Her mind had changed.

Dana told me that now she liked me as just a friend...