PCTTRO
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I met this girl when I was still in high school, she's my classmate to be exact. She has these big eyeglasses that cover half of her face.
She has these beautiful natural red lips but she's silent and she seldom talks. I once talked to her when we were still in high school, her voice is like an angel and she blushed! She's cute.
But she was bullied back then. I always wanted to help her get away from the bully but I'm such a coward person. I just watched her getting bullied and every time that scene happens, my heart hurts. I was there but I can't even help her.
Those beautiful eyes behind those thick eyeglasses are full of sadness, sadness that I always wanted to take away from her. Those beautiful eyes of her that is full of tears. I hate seeing her cry but I didn't do anything. I just kept on looking at her while she is getting bullied and that was my mistake at that time.
I'm just looking at her from a distance.
We were in 12th grade when the bullying aggravates and sometimes I can see that she has bruised. I always got worried but we are not close. Though, I noticed her presence when we were still in 7th grade but we were not close and we were not friends.
Those sad eyes of her got worsen. Those beautiful lips of her that haven't smile for so long, god, help her, please.
I wanted to hug her but how? I wanted to shed those tears of her. I wanted to comfort her. I don't f-cking know-how.
I faced my fears which is me, talking to her. Me, making friends with her.
I dared to talk to her, days before our graduation. And all I can say is, she's so soft, why the hell are they bullying her?
After high school, we became friends. I always ask her if she wants to go out with me, to have fun. And every time I asked her, she always said yes.
God, she's so nice.
We became best of friends, partners in crime.
I noticed the changes in her, she's becoming more confident and her beauty, it's starting to come out. She learned how to fix herself, how to dress, how to use makeup, and such. And that scares me.
I've known her for years and I can't deny the fact the I already love her. And I'm scared that other guys might notice her or even court her.
I love her but I'm too scared to tell her what I feel. I'm scared that maybe our friendship will change.
She's so beautiful.
Years had past and I can see her now walking down on the aisle. She's so beautiful in those white dresses. I can feel my heartbeat so loud for her. I know she's beautiful but is it even possible to become more beautiful? Damn, I love her.
Azha, her name, is now walking slowly and I can see the tears in her eyes. The tears because of joy, not because of sadness anymore. I'm glad.
I waited for this day to come and I am really really happy.
Azha smiled at me.
My favorite smile from her.
I smiled back. And the ceremony starts.
"Dearly Beloveds and Honored Guests: We are gathered here this day in the sight of God and the company assembled to witness the giving and receiving of the marriage vows." the priest said.
The priest faced the couple and I started to take pictures of them. Yes, I'm not her groom.
Her groom said I do and it's Azha's turn now.
I heard the priest talking, "Do you Azhanatassia Bilgera, take this man, Jackson Alex Almazan, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, to love, honor and obey, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?
If so, answer, I DO. "
Azha looked at her man, "I do"
I took tons of pictures even though it breaks my heart. She's happy and I'm happy because of that.
The priest said to kiss the bride and her groom obliged.
Their first kiss as husband and wife. As I'm looking at their pictures, I can see that she's really happy.
I remember back then, we used to talk about our future together. I thought she has feelings for me but those are just future together as friends.
We didn't end up together. I'm too scared to tell her what I feel. And now, I'm just the photographer to their wedding.
In another life, I will be your man.
I love you.
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Hello, I'm so sorry for the grammatical errors and typographical errors. I'm not fluent in English so I'm sorry about that. I just tried to write in English so yeah. Thanks for reading!
