Yeah, it’s our first day at kindergarten. I saw her with a pink ribbon on her hair. She’s sad and anxious, I took the seat beside her and gave the chocolate prize that my dad rewarded me because I woke up early that day. She loved the sweet treat and she smiled. Glad we became friends.
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Why did she have to be so forgetful? She forgot the book our teacher asked us to bring? I lend her mine, so she won’t stand at the corner as a punishment — I did. Yes, it’s embarrassing but for her, it felt nothing on me.
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We bid our goodbyes as the school year ended. Primary school was extra fun with her. My family have to move to the city, because of dad’s job. I won’t be able to be with her on middle school. I’ll pay her a visit when time permits.
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I haven’t mentioned her that my dad was reassigned back to our town, and we have to move back. It’s sophomore year, I surprised her and took the seat beside her, “Surprise”. We’re together again. Shookt face was painted on her face.
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I really enjoyed today’s bond with her, I liked the cookies her mom baked for us after a tiring day of teaching her to solve complex math problems. She’s a fast learner, her focused face makes her even more cute.
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John asked her to be his date for JS Prom, I failed to ask her first. She already said yes. I felt like I don’t want to go to the prom.
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Today is a normal day, no JS prom in mind. She messaged me that she was ditched by John, I asked where she is, I know she’s upset to what happened and brought some sweet treats.
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It’s college. I wish we had the same University. I missed her.
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We’re both free today, we talked. Seems she’s doing fine with one of her guy classmate. Someone who gives her sweet gestures. I smiled during our talk. And here I am, wishing that it should be me. I’m sappy (sad but happy for her).
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It’s her special day. I stood behind his groom. As I hug her, I whispered congratulations. I’m glad I took part on her wedding day. Nothing’s changed. I know she’s fine so am I.
This is my diary of feelings I’ve had towards her. I wish I had the courage to tell her earlier, but I was scared of losing the value of our friendship, and her. So I kept our relationship that way. If and only if I dared to let my feelings and thoughts in mind out.
I have loved her since childhood.
We should learn how to trust our feelings and take chances, don’t hesitate anymore or else you’ll miss it.
This spoke to me.
“Some untold stories tend to become the pages of some chapters”
— Aishwarya Jayaraman
Stoy inspired from Yumi’s Diary. Read here.
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