After we graduated high school, we separated ways on our Sr. High education. But we never stoped talking.
On our first year of being a senior, We became busy, but we didn't forget to greet each other and ask how we were doing. We helped each other, from doing assignments that we cannot do because of pressure, even from personal problems.
And I was slowly falling. So slow because I was stopping myself. I don't want to lose someone this special. I don't want to lose a person I'm so comfortable with. And I can't afford another heartbreak.
I was not even sure if he likes me too.
I was patiently waiting for someone who will love me for who I am, not for what I am.
I'm not pretty nor ugly. I was just an average girl with average grades. As what I've said, I was not special by society's standards.
But he was the only one who saw right through me.
He saw me as someone who can be great someday.
I was special, he said. Well, maybe for him.
He was one of the purest and lovable person that I have ever known. And it was not hard to fall in love with him.
I kept my feeling hidden for almost two years until he said it.
He told me he liked me too.
But that was it.
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Short Story"He was once mine. He was my person." "What changed?" "Everything. As cliche as it sounds, everything changed. Better, for him." "And for you?" I smiled.
