I Forgot How to Forget You

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I get inside the room and closed the door behind me and scanned the crowd before me.

Until I see a familiar pair of brown eyes that I used to sink in.

I look at you across the room and remember it all coming back all over again.

Does it ever occur to you, Kier?

Do you ever think about the good times we had?

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Kier was the perfect guy for me. Though I was young and naïve, I had high standards when it comes to guys, and unfortunately Kier passed my standards.

He was smart, kind, a creative soul, a dreamer, someone who knew how to make his goals a reality, he was close to his family, and he was close to God.

I was in fifth grade when I met him.

He was in seventh grade when he met me.

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New year's Eve

I look around the room and observe the crowd of kids talking, laughing, and smiling at each other.

I remember debating with myself if I should socialize or not.

On one hand, socializing was tiring.

On the other hand, I had to, it was a party after all.

I look around the room again and see a boy my age scanning the room just like I was.

It seems like he's debating with himself, too.

"Hey.", I say.

"Oh, hi.", He says staring at the floor.

Awkward silence.

Jeez, what made me think I could get along with people well?

"Ugh, socializing is too hard.", I mutter to myself.

"Don't I know it.", The boy next to me says.

I look at him and see him smiling at me.

He reaches out his hand and says, "My name's Kier. You are?"

"Kristel.", I say and shake his hand.

It was warm, and it made me feel fuzzy inside.

"If you'd ask me, I'd rather call you flower corner girl. Since uh, you know, you're wearing a floral dress and you were just standing in a corner earlier.", He says and flashes a boyish grin.

I smile and for the first time, I look at his eyes.

They were a dark void that you could easily sink in, but when you thought it was, it's actually brown, framed by the brim of his lashes.

Before we knew it, everyone was starting to countdown for the new year.

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And fireworks emerged from the sky.

A new year has begun, and so did a new friendship.

What came after that was a year of simple joys, innocent laughter, anime episodes we would watch, and books we would read.

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I was in eighth grade when I realized I fell for him.

He was in tenth grade when he was oblivious that I fell.

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