Foolish

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I remember it all too well.

The start of our first years, an year from now.

How my heartbeat was so erratic. My heavy breaths still weren't enough to fill my lungs. My hands clammy.

I was being a nervous wreck.

What could I do? For the first time I was going to confess,

To my first love,

To you.

The way you turned your head, your face smiling in acknowledgement.

It was like a movie shot.

After lots of stutters and stammers, I spilled the tea.

"I like you."

You looked up at me with big eyes staring at me, behind your frames.

You were surprised and so was I.

That was a lie. I didn't just like you.

It was love. From the very beginning.

Your tiny mouth came open. You were so blank. Blank of any response.

It just made my anxiety grow.

"I...Do too..." You whispered in an inaudible voice, which I had somehow heard.

I remember how wide I had grinned, as a wave of relief and delight hit me.

"Be mine?" I awkwardly asked, whilst scratching my neck.

The way you bit your lip and shyly nodded, murmuring a 'yes', got me crazy.

Now that I think about it, it was all too fast and surreal.

I felt so euphoric with the three letter word you spoke

I remember myself, slightly jump and pull you into a tight hug.

But I can't remember you hugging back.

~I wish I didn't know the ugly truth ~

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Its funny how a single potato like me writes fanfics about relationships.

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