I loved him ever since I first laid my eyes to him when I'm just 12. I loved him when love is still unknown to me. I don't usually believe at word 'love at first sight' but the moment I saw him, my heart raced fast, as if I ran a thousand miles.
I secretly admire him from a far. I look at him whenever I have a chance. I sometimes pretend to read a book at the library when in fact I'm just finding excuse to see him. I always thought it was wrong to stalk at him. But love just made me stupid.
It's actually funny that I loved him without even having a single conversation with him. I now wonder what I liked about him. Is it his looks? Or maybe the way he move? No I don't think that is the reason. I loved him because of his kindness and gentleness. Despite of having a trouble to himself he never hesitates to put others first. That's the reason I loved him
I always dreamed of him and I having a wedding at the side of the beach. Saying our vows to each other, promising that we will stay by our sides forever. But obviously it's all just my imagination. Yeah imagination.
When I graduated at highschool, I never saw him again. I was devastated that time but I also know that it's time for me to look after myself. I moved on and thought my feelings for him is gone. But I'm wrong.
Years has passed, I met him again, I should be glad now that I reunited with him right? But how can I celebrate when in fact I met him on his wedding day. Yes his wedding day. I was even more devastated when I found out his marrying my friend. I didn't know they are a thing.
And now here I am looking at him again. We are at the side of the beach he's the groom but I'm not the bride. He's saying he's vows but not for me. He's happy but not with me.
I guess this love is pointless
