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In a matter of moments I found myself staring at him. His hair for dropping on his face, droplets of water glittering as it rolled down his cheeks, his eyes glittering with pleasure as he cheers in the rain.
All the girls are panting for him, praying he was theirs. They all asked me how he looked to me, they all told me how 'hot' he looked. I rolled my eyes at them. They must have thought I was a frigid girl, but I was rolling my eyes at their words.
No he didn't look 'hot', he looked like an angel on earth, waiting to make me blind with his light. I looked from afar, paying to get one more glimpse. I could see his wet shirt clinging to his chest. I could see his breathing quicken as he ran around like a madman.
And all I could do was stare.
How did this man who always hurt me be so beautiful to me, even now? I knew he would never love me. I knew I would never be able to hug him or kiss him. I knew he would leave me and I knew that I would never meet him again.
Yet I couldn't help but hope that he would finally realize that I loved him. That I lied when I said that I liked him... only liked him. He had been so happy to know that I liked someone, happy that I didn't love him. But I lied, and I would never let him know.
This was the last time I would see him. I'd denied the last hug he'd asked for with his eyes. There were so many people, too many people to cry in front of...
Yet when he'd smiled and said goodbye... I couldn't help but yearn for his arms around me. When he asked me to click a picture with him... I smiled and said goodbye.
How would I move on when I would see his hands wrapped around my shoulder every day? I walked away that day...
And I knew that he knew... I loved him... so much... still now.
I thought I'd move on... That I'd forget about him eventually...
But I still remember him. Remember each and every moment we spent together. I can still feel the pain that evades me every time I think about how much I love him and how he'll never love me back...
I've not seen him for so long, but I can't help but wonder... Will he ever understand how much- I want him to love me back...
It's a lost hope.
I'm lost... and I'm not coming back.
It's been so long since that last goodbye... I miss you...
I love you, Asad.
What do you think? Is it worth something? Does she truly love him or is he just an infatuation? I would love your feedback.
Till next time. 🤗
All the girls are panting for him, praying he was theirs. They all asked me how he looked to me, they all told me how 'hot' he looked. I rolled my eyes at them. They must have thought I was a frigid girl, but I was rolling my eyes at their words.
No he didn't look 'hot', he looked like an angel on earth, waiting to make me blind with his light. I looked from afar, paying to get one more glimpse. I could see his wet shirt clinging to his chest. I could see his breathing quicken as he ran around like a madman.
And all I could do was stare.
How did this man who always hurt me be so beautiful to me, even now? I knew he would never love me. I knew I would never be able to hug him or kiss him. I knew he would leave me and I knew that I would never meet him again.
Yet I couldn't help but hope that he would finally realize that I loved him. That I lied when I said that I liked him... only liked him. He had been so happy to know that I liked someone, happy that I didn't love him. But I lied, and I would never let him know.
This was the last time I would see him. I'd denied the last hug he'd asked for with his eyes. There were so many people, too many people to cry in front of...
Yet when he'd smiled and said goodbye... I couldn't help but yearn for his arms around me. When he asked me to click a picture with him... I smiled and said goodbye.
How would I move on when I would see his hands wrapped around my shoulder every day? I walked away that day...
And I knew that he knew... I loved him... so much... still now.
I thought I'd move on... That I'd forget about him eventually...
But I still remember him. Remember each and every moment we spent together. I can still feel the pain that evades me every time I think about how much I love him and how he'll never love me back...
I've not seen him for so long, but I can't help but wonder... Will he ever understand how much- I want him to love me back...
It's a lost hope.
I'm lost... and I'm not coming back.
It's been so long since that last goodbye... I miss you...
I love you, Asad.
What do you think? Is it worth something? Does she truly love him or is he just an infatuation? I would love your feedback.
Till next time. 🤗
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