She was just a friend I liked hanging out with, someone I could talk to, spend time with, and talk about anything and everything that comes up in my mind.
Seeing her again after all these years we were apart made me realize just how much I miss her. The light in her eyes, the dimples on her cheeks, the way she smiles back at me, the familiarity of her presence, I realized she never really left me. She has always been here with me all along, inside my heart. Why didn’t I see it? Why didn’t I see how beautiful she is? Why didn’t I see how intelligent she is? Why didn’t I see how caring she is? She always has a way of bringing out the best in me and I always had a great time with her. The way we laugh at the goofiest of things, how we could have fun just by watching netflix reruns over and over, and even if there was only silence between us, we both feel good and at peace just by being with each other.
The Ferris wheel lit up, illuminating the area around us and creating a blaze on her hair, making her look more radiant than ever. The distant sounds of merry men and women could be heard but most of what I could hear was how fast my heart was beating. The bright lights dimmed and flickered, making it very difficult for me to see for a few brief seconds but even in the dark, even if I was blind, my heart will still be able to see how beautiful she is. Just her standing across me was enough to make my hands sweat, my mind go blank and my words to stutter. I could taste the anxiousness in my whole being and felt the fear of rejection creeping up to me but I knew I had to kiss her, or at least I knew I had to do something. I walked towards her, I reached out for one of her hands. Her hand was trembling a little bit but she closed her eyes, and leaned in. I couldn’t be happier as all my worries vanished as if all the confidence in the world was pouring into me. I touched her cheeks, lifted her head a little as my lips pressed against her lips. In that moment, we were both connected, somehow in some way, we were both thinking the same thing.
Hey, it’s me. I hope you still remember your old friend, and then we can talk and laugh again…