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One more time, writing nonsense, pretending to have total control of the scenario, take a little break, distinguished reader, and while you read these few lines, sip up your cup of coffee or tea.


It was 2008 when I was remaining in my high school years. The girl I had been in love since years unexpectedly approached me; she wanted a piece of bubble gum. I always had a small package of gum inside my pocket. All the tenth grade, I chewed gum, so she sought me and decided to ask me for them.


I have always been a shy person; in my youngest years, I didn't even could start a small talk with some girls. I began sweating like a pig when I tried to do that. But those times when she asked me, I was totally calm, like I had known her for years.


She asked me for my name, age, and even my family with total normality; she was always confident. She had a beautiful smile, white teeth, almond eyes and a formidable charisma. I was astonished, it was the first time I was not nervous, but at the same time, my body was yelling for her like a thirsty man in search of water.


All these years, we haveing a special connection; anytime our sights crossed, and with a lovely smile, she confirmed my feelings about her. We used to get out during the recess hours holding hands, like a couple, but we were only friends.


Maybe, when I was with her, I felt the time stopped, nothing mattered, the life was pink, and my friends bothered me with her, but I denied feeling something with her (what an asshole I was). I believe she was annoying when I neglected the idea of being more than just friends.


At the end of that year, I decided to tell her about my feelings and how good I felt when I was with her. But It was too late. She was beautiful, so the other boys inside the high school were always behind her. So when I told her, she answered me that she had a boyfriend. 


My ego was at the bottom, I had the opportunity to tell her my feelings, and I decided to pass on her. I never had the chance to see her again with the same eyes.


Nowadays, each has our own life, thousands of miles away from each other and usually, I think of the chances I had with her and the moments when we were 'dating'. 



~S.

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