Hey L

Fate sure loves to mix cruelty, with confusion.

I became friends with a guy I've never spoken to.
A guy I seriously wish I didn't fall in love with.

He was outgoing. I was shy.
He was in 10th grade high school, I was in 6th grade middle school.
He had a lot of friends, I didn't have any.
He was handsome, I didn't even call myself pretty.

But, we were best friends, above everything else, and I can't even speak to him. He only does.

So I kept all my questions for him in a small little box, wishing I could actually ask him all these one day when I get the courage to actually speak to him.

I called it 'Hey L'

But something happened between us, and ever since that day, I've never seen him again.
Neither did I see that box, let alone touch it.

I thought I've forgotten him and that box completely.

But now he's back.

And so is the last question I've written.

"Hey L, why'd you kiss me?"