I wasn't that aware of you on the first day of school. The teacher just started calling out names to give us our seating arrangement. You ended up being my seatmate for one semester. I didn't know your name, and I don't even care. All I know is you're a nice guy with a lot of friends who loved laughing at his own corny jokes.
You told a short story about you when our teacher asked us to introduce ourselves before the class. They laughed at you, some didn't even listen, but I just stared into your eyes and stay put until you finished.
I was captivated by those eyes. There was something mysterious about them, something I want to know for myself.
I tried getting close to you. Even in just a short span of time that we were seatmates, I did enjoy your friendship. You were very approachable, kind, funny, talkative, and smart. We talked less when the seating arrangement changed, and I slowly lost my interest in you. But a lot of girls from our class started to have crushes on you. They made moves to become your friend, and I hoped I was as brave as them. You started to like this girl, started pursuing her, and so I started telling myself I can't compete with her.
On the last day of high school, I wondered what's in store for us again. I did have a lot of nice memories with you. We became friends again, and I'm glad I've moved on from you at that time. But why did you let me in your life again? Why you did you let yourself notice me the way I should've wanted you to in the past year? You got the girl you've always wanted.
It has been two years already of moving on, why now? But no matter what the reason might be, I'm thanking you for all the nice things you've done for me. It was still awkward to me that you started to notice me again as I painted my Halloween project inside our room.
All I knew back then was that you were the first guy who ever thought I was pretty even without any makeup on. You liked me for who I am and what you see. That simple appreciation really matters to me even until now.
We might have ended as just friends, but still I'm glad for all the sweet memories with you. I’m happy to be your first dance in our last JS Prom. I still can't forget that moment you asked for my hand. I was too nervous to even look at you while we danced. So you told me to look into your eyes, then you pulled me closer on the dance floor. My heartbeat was crazy that time. I also cherish your support when we became teammates during our Physics class. I was moved by how you comforted me and shared the pain when I blamed myself on a project that almost failed. For all the songs that you played and that now remind me of you, thank you. Lastly, thank you for telling me I was once your "special friend". Those were just some of the reasons why I really think you have the most mysterious eyes I've ever seen. Those eyes reflect who you are and they will always speak louder than your words.
Thank you for the heartaches and finally, the closure my heart needs after seeing you unexpectedly. That small conversation sealed my heart permanently and now I can trust someone who's trying to be much better than you.