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She made my life colorful. It was dull and grey, but she splashed some colors on it as if I was a painting.
When I looked at her the first time, I wasn’t sure what went on in my heart. It ran fast, and my stomach was filled with butterflies.
I wanted to walk over to her, and say a simple ‘Hi,’ but I was too shy. I know I should have been a man and just walked up to her, but I didn’t and I regret it.
I wonder if everything around me; the rocks, the trees, the stars, looked at me and made fun of me…Even if they did, I don’t blame them. They were right to do so because it was my fault.
Because of my own cowardice, I wasn’t next to her right at this moment. I am not next to her; cuddling, drinking coffee together, eating, watching movies, and pecking her lips.
And then came Stella and she confessed to me.
I said yes.
Even though my heart didn’t run fast. Even though my stomach wasn’t filled with butterflies.
I knew that I would one day regret the moment I said ‘yes’ to Stella because she deserved someone better than me. Not someone who was a prick. Not someone who couldn’t even confess his love.
But I think as days passed by, I had given up. I enjoyed my time with Stella. She was fun, daring, and mischievous too…
