" There was always a difference between love and like...."
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" Do someone like you?"
She looked at the person talking, as she was sipping her drink. It was June 17 already, time do fly very fast.
Especially when your with someone... You....
"Hey" she blinked.
"Ah, yes of course." She said looking at the view before them.
They were at the two story building.
" Who?"
"He was my crush." She said in honesty. He did not talked after that so she continued.
" But never something more than that. There had always been a space for love and crush for me." He still did not say anything but she knew he was listening.
" When I say I have a crush on someone, it is only that. But when I say I love someone, then I love him."
"But on him, I only had a crush on him."
" Do you stay with your family?" He said completely changing the topic.
" No, I am with my grandma. My parents are at Manila." She said staring at nowhere. Her grandmother and grandfather's house is just near their house.
"Why?"
She sigh and her eyes reminse.
" My sister."
He did not bother to reply, he understand me.
It was always her.
" You are beautiful." He said. And it surprised me.
I felt something different.
My heart.
At that time, I felt beautiful. And it was amazing. He made me felt it and I am thankful.
For once in my life I was not a shadow in anyone's eyes. I was someone.
Before tears could broke he walked away.
She was smiling as she stared at the stars, from her bedroom.
Beautiful.
She thought.
