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I Miss you
That night was a particularly cold night in midwinter. I remember how the wind would make the trees cower with fear. But, your smile...for some reason, your smile kept me warm. The way your eyes seemed to break through my curse and shine with all its radiance, was, in all words, breathtaking. It lingers in my mind the conversation we had, both spoken and silent. You were the only one who would take an interest in what I had to say, and add to it your own curiosity. We talked about what any other teenagers would talk about. Though I was a boy and you were a girl, things went smoothly between us. It was like I could put all my faith into our friendship. A rarity still untouched by anyone else. You had asked me who it was the I had liked. I suppose I had to play it cool and have you guess. You named the girls anyone we knew would have guessed, but name after name I said no. Then you did something...unexpected. You smiled and looked at me and said "Is it me?" Then, my heart turned numb and a thousand thoughts surged through my head. Is she serious? Do I like her? I've never thought of her that way before, but I don't know. She's beautiful, funny, attentive, smart, and I've known her for years. Can I really like her? Is this allowed? Do I love her? Maybe? Question after question poured into my head, but all my body could manage was to stare and hang my mouth slightly open. Flustered, I said the choice that would keep my stupid, stupid, pride. "no". Seeming like destiny, the bell rang and we all went to night class. What may have been a smiple jest for you, struck me in a way that could haunt for years to come. And it did. The tragic thing is that, I think that was the last time I spoke to you before I moved. You shyed me away at every attempt I made to talk to you. I wasn't given a chance to see if we had a chance at all. And it grieves me to say that, I can't stop thinking about you. All the girls that I take interests in now somehow resemble you in a way. Whether it's your laugh, the way you talk, your smile, or your selflessness that I have come to admire so much. But none of them are you. It has been too many years since we've last seen eachother. I don't know if you've had a boyfriend, changed you character, met knew friends, or anything else about you. Heck, I don't even know if you felt the same way I did all those years ago. But there is one thing I do hope, and it's that we'll meet again...someday.
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