Remember when we first met?
Remember when you greeted me with a smile when I arrived to the new school I was so nervous about?
Remember how we were so close...we could've been brother and sister?
I, at the time, wasn't aware of my feelings for you because I was just the age of 11, still clueless about things such as love.
I thought, at the time, I loved another who ignored me most of the time.
I'd pay more attention to that other person than you.
For that, i'm truly sorry.
I regret that.
I was just a child, curious about love, because others around me were falling in love.
We move up a grade...still at the same school...we met some new friends...we almost forgot about each other.
We still talked and laughed together, we were still okay.
A year has passed again.
We were in different classes.
You'd still find the time to talk to me no matter the reason.
I still wasn't aware of my feelings for you at that time.
Again, i'm sorry.
During that year...we slowly drifted apart...I became more embarrassed to talk to you...because at the end of that year...I decided.
I liked you.
The next year came around.
We were in different classes for a while but then the classes changed and you were in my class.
We never spoke.
We only spoke a few words here and there in the beginning of this new year.
As the year went by...We truly didn't speak at all.
It seemed like we avoided each other.
We treated each other like strangers.
I still liked you around this time, but me being myself, I never knew what to say to you.
I couldn't even have a normal conversation with you like I used to.
I couldn't even face your way, because I was afraid your eyes would meet mine and there would be an awkward moment.
A whole other year went by with me never talking to you.
A whole other year went by with never telling you my feelings.
This was the last year I would ever be able to see your face.
Because you're moving soon.
I missed my chance.
The story of us was just a short one.
For that again, i'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
Even more, if I had simply been honest with you, I would have caught you, i'm sure of it.
You would think that living is pretty easy. You wake up day to day and do a normal routine. Sometimes it is thrown off balance but you just adapt to it. We are built that way. But sometimes some people have a glitch. I'm one of those people. I worry too much about small things, i never have just one emotion running through my body, i can't tell what love is because whenever i think i know what it is it slaps me in the face and the hurt and leaves a scar. Love is hard for me. I've been hurt some many times by love. Sometimes i think just giving up life would be much easier than suffering the way i am now. Even though people may not love me, i still love those people anyhow. I want you so much but i feel like you don't care. Sometimes it's just easier to give up and not live at all.
