Brave Enough

"I wish...." She whispered as she walked to her car. The sun had started setting leaving the sky a wonderful orange and yellow and pink. Almost made her forget her troubles. But the key word was almost. As the day finally turned into night she looked at the sky and saw a shooting star and made a wish.
"I wish I had been brave enough to tell you how I felt before you met her...."

I wrote this with my friend Monique she also has it on her profile @ZylithRosewood19