One day at school, when I was thirteen, I saw a girl. She transferred from high school of USA here. When I looked at her, my heart skipped a beat. I dint get it; the feeling I had back then. Never I ever had made friends on my own. The two friends I made in school were because they approached me first. But with this girl, I had to make the first move. She was indifferent to everyone in the school. By the end of the day, I was able to make her smile at least once. And then we became very good friends and in fact best friends by the end of high school.
When I turned 18, I was sure of what I felt towards her. I loved her but on the other hand I knew she had looked up on me as a friend who will support her and have her back in everything. That is why I supported her decision to move to England for higher studies. And that was the first time I realized I made a mistake; a mistake that could never be undone. I was not able to bring myself up to tell Hazel that I loved her when she was leaving for UK because I feared, I feared that I will lose even her friendship and that I couldn't afford to do.
She came back after completing her studies but with love for her cousin in her heart. She loved Rio, her aunt's son, and it was evident from her eyes. I couldn't help but had deep regrets in my heart because it was the love unattainable for me now. She told me all about him and all I could was to wish; to go back in the past and undo every single time I had supported her decision to go to UK.
When I turned 18, I was sure of what I felt towards her. I loved her but on the other hand I knew she had looked up on me as a friend who will support her and have her back in everything. That is why I supported her decision to move to England for higher studies. And that was the first time I realized I made a mistake; a mistake that could never be undone. I was not able to bring myself up to tell Hazel that I loved her when she was leaving for UK because I feared, I feared that I will lose even her friendship and that I couldn't afford to do.
She came back after completing her studies but with love for her cousin in her heart. She loved Rio, her aunt's son, and it was evident from her eyes. I couldn't help but had deep regrets in my heart because it was the love unattainable for me now. She told me all about him and all I could was to wish; to go back in the past and undo every single time I had supported her decision to go to UK.
