They say that high school is the best part of any student's life. It is exciting because it is the turning point of any teenager's love life. During high school, you will meet your greatest crush or perhaps your firt love. Let me talk about mine.
Here I am, struggling to find the right words I've always wanted to say straight to your face since the very first day. It has been almost two years since we said goodbye to each other. Well, we really didn't say goodbye, and it hurts because they say that the most painful goodbye is when you've never really heard the word being spoken.
It hurts because they say that the most painful goodbye is when you never really heard the word being spoken.
I have a ton of unsaid feelings. Thank you for all the butterflies, for all the kilig moments that you made me feel, for all the sweetness and care you showed me, and most especially, thank you for all the pain. You know what, I will be forever grateful that I met you because with you, high school became more exciting. At first, I really didn't want to believe in you. You never really told me that you liked me but I know by your gestures that there's something different. My heart always skipped a beat whenever your name appeared on my inbox.
I didn't want to assume because I knew you from the very start. I know that you've had a lot of relationships already—unlike me that doesn't even have any experience in love. I always tell myself that you're not serious, that you're just bored. But because of all the sweetness that you showed me, my heart slowly melted. You became my crush. And I always blush whenever our classmates tease us.
We're really not close and we don't really talk personally, but you became my crush. Maybe it is just because of all the efforts that you showed me. With all those things, I believed that we both had feelings for each other. Those feelings of mine stayed for years but I never admitted them because it's not me to make the first move. Until I saw you make a move on the most popular girl in the country. It's like you never saw me at all. That was the first time that I felt something in my heart, something that hurts. Maybe I just really assumed that you liked me. I didn't follow my intuition that you're not serious.
But life has to go on. No regrets, just crush. From that day, I told myself that I'll never believe in your sweet gestures again. But as days passed you showed me your sweetness and even if I want to believe you, I refused to.
We're already in college and it has been two years since our "story" ended. I was still an NBSB and a hopeless romantic. So thank you for all the butterflies and I guess it's time to let those butterflies fly. I am setting them free already. I'm just praying for that day to come, that day when we meet again more mature, better persons. Let's see if our high school crush story can be a lifetime story. Let's wait for the right time, the right place and let destiny find its way.