Love and care never did die.
It was a year and a half. Everywhere i looked my eyes only tried to search her through these red blocks of our school. That long straight hair with faded dye. A smile i could make out from a distance . her fine skin. Dark eyes , eyelined perfectly. I could stare at her for hours and not feel like i was being a creep because my heart longed everyday for that one and half a year to be with her , around her , next to her. Even from a distance i could make out every single expression of hers.
It had been a month since we had started texting again. I was scared again because i somehow knew that she never did look at me the way my heart bowed before her. I was scared of telling her how much i still feel for her. I didn't have the guts to go even next to her. Even if i saw her walking towards the direction i was walking in my nerves would heat up , my heart would race my hands would tremble my mind would turn blank and i could never understand why. She was the first and only person i had ever asked out , before a year.
