Lobster

"Hey." I finally gathered up confidence to talk to that girl I like.
"Hi?" She replied with a suspicious look.
"It may feel odd but I have been stalking you for a while and I would like to ask you out." I uttered a long talk without knowing what I am saying.
"Oh, well I would like to know you better first though." She answered with a cute smile.
"Okay. I think I will tell you about me." My tone changed a bit. I told her everything about me. "Well is this enough?" My tone became normal.
"I wasn't talking about that" she laughed.
"Oh." My tone changed again.
"It's like I would like to talk to you more." She smiled again.
We talked a lot. I talked a lot and she was listening to me.
"I think I know you better I will think about it and we should talk more tomorrow." She said again with the cute smile on her face.
"Ok." I blushed a little but didn't let her see.
We met everyday and I talked a lot. She was always silent. I started to get the feeling that this won't work. I should leave. I talked to her one day that I would leave her alone. She was stunned but she didn't let me notice.
I being the desperate and pathetic child cried a lot. I just want to find my lobster. I just want to find someone. Someone.

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Crying, just like a kid would when he gets his toy stolen. Poor kid. Poor me. Tears, water droplets to someone, precious pearls to others. Love, fake to someone, treasure to others. Person you care about the most when you have to get separated from them, it hurts. That's why we cry.
Crying helps with your sadness. It lets your emotions out. I was crying alone in my dark room. Remembering how much I like her. But it's just a crush. I am not weak to cry for it. I shouldn't cry.
A voice. My voice.
"Pathetic, Pathetic as always. I expected more from you." My consciousness spoke to me.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" I yelled at myself. Empty room. Alone me. Talking to myself. Crazy I know.
"I thought you would fight for her. But you gave up. I thought you would wait. Wait to mold her heart but you gave up. You don't love her. You are just a pathetic little kid. You should be ashamed of yourself." He spoke again.
"I love her more than you think I do." I said that crying.
"Then wait. Make her feel the same for you. You can't just give up."
"I... I... Just can't take the pain of her not liking me."
"This pain is worth. It will count. Believe me. Go for it."
My eyes sparkled.
"I will make her like me."

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The next day, new morning, new day, new dreams, new thoughts, new things, new emotions. With the desire to meet her and to talk to her, I made it to the place where we meet. I was waiting. She has to come. I know because I believe. Believes, sometimes true, sometimes false. Who knows.
      I see her. Looking so beautiful. Just as always. Way more cute than I saw her last time. I wanted to talk to her. I stumbled while walking but avoiding the fall I made it to her.
"Hi" I said.
"Hey, how are you?" She said with that cute smile.
"I wanted to talk. I think we should know each other more. I know it will take time. But I can wait."
"Ok" another smile passed. A smile like an adrenaline shot, increasing heart beat in a moment.
We talked. One day talking about random things, I picked up a point. "Do you have a crush?"
She said "Yes"
My heartbeat stopped for a moment. Stunned expression on my face. Couldn't say anything. I opened my mouth to utter some words.
"Oh, do I know him?"
"Yes, you know him very well."
My brain had stop working. Couldn't access what she wanted to say.
"Do you know who is my crush?" She asked.
"I don't have any idea" my answer was negative.
"Ok." She said.
After talking about several things. I asked.
"What do you think about me?"
"You are my crush" The answer, unexpected. Brain that had assembled itself fell into shreds again. Heartbeat went to extreme. A blush appeared on my face.
        I got my lobster. I got my lobster.

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