You're Beautiful

Strip 4: I Know

He likes this girl. The girl who many likes but likes this guy who out of all people doesn't like her romantically. Yet she also has something going on with this another guy who likes her and their relationship is what I call, a virtual one.

She is liked by many- including him.

He used to have only the song Fireflies by Owl City in his phone. When we walk together at night and he shares his earphones with me, I've always wondered how much he likes that song.

I would go back to the dorm after classes to be able to have my afternoon bath. But once, when I fell asleep after class, I woke up finding only the both of us left in the classroom and he was also sleeping. Minutes later,he woke up and went directly outside our room and went to check the next classroom. Curiosity hit me.

On the following days, I would stay late, fall asleep or make up some excuse just to go back to the dorm late.

Then I saw her, in the next room, doing her research together with her research mates.

A realization struck me, he has, always, waited for her.

One day, I saw her, wearing her jersey shirt.

Then something caught my attention.

her jersey name was firefly...

Like a missing piece, like a song I've tried remembering the title for so long...

That's why...

So that's why he liked that song...

And the reason why whenever there are group pictures, often times I would find him in the same picture as her.

No wonder why, he would often leave our classroom during break times.

No wonder why he would go back to the dorm late.

No wonder why...

She was the girl he liked.

I believe he likes someone else now.

That's what he told me at least...

But the feeling of insecurity, never goes away.

I...

I will never match up to the girl he once liked for years.

I'll never be as graceful, good at dancing, charming and fun as her.

And I'm afraid that I can never make him like me.

as much as he liked her back then.

You...

This is the truth I can never tell you. This is knowledge I cannot share to you. that I know.

Because admitting to you these truths about you that I know, would be the same as digging my own hole then jumping into it.

It pains me.

Knowing that she was the girl you like and I'm not even as good as her.