I let out the small sigh, he must be really busy. I was dying to know where is he right now? what is he doing right now? Why is he not coming anymore? Did he...lose interest in me? Maybe that's it.
I'm the problem, I can't go out to hang out with him, he must've felt bored around me. I had to admit the fact he lost interest in me, but it hurts so bad, I was the one who was falling for him, not him, he was just hanging with me, maybe he pities me. I'm going to be alright, it's just him, I'll be alright
no
I must be alright,
no
actually, I'm not okay.
I miss him so badly,
it hurts badly.
I didn't know missing someone could be this painful,
then a few days later, he appeared again, in front of me.
How should I react?
well, as normal, but without feeling, I must be strong. Hey, he said as if nothing happened. Hey, I replied back. He reached out for a tight hug,
but instead,
I refused it,
Sorry, I wanted to use the restroom.
I stood up weakly, he tried to help, but again,
I refused it.
I felt like crying, I haven't felt his touch for a long time, and now I'm refusing it. Now I'm standing in front of a mirror,
tears flowing out,
didn't know to see a person I missed, can feel so warm yet cold at the same time. I felt extra cold today. I shouldn't let him know, I was the only one on the bottom of the cliff, nothing to help me go back.
I tried not to let out the voices, I hold it back in until I felt so weak tears flowing out uncontrollably.
After a few minutes, I was calm, calm with my tears but not with my emotions. He knocked on the door,
are you okay? You are in there for almost 10 minutes...
his voice was really warm,
Yeah, I'm fine. I came out of the restroom, my eyes were probably puffy from crying. I noticed that he noticed immediately, he waited until I sit back on the bed.
He held my hand, again, stared into my soul as if he loves me,
I'm here to listen if you want to talk about it?
you weren't here.
sorry, I was busy with my work, and it was urgent I couldn't reach to you.
yep, it was work, it's work.
Oh, okay that can't be helped then.
I smiled at him,
Look if you cannot come, you don't have to come anymore, you know it right?
..
He didn't immediately reply,
I'm so sorry if you felt lonely. I won't do it again,
I'm very sorry.
He said it as if he was breaking apart.
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Later that night,
RomanceThe night when you are alone, realizing he was always beside you. Not noticing the way he looked at you, and the consequences. You were his first love.