He said I was different and that he was afraid I wouldn't feel the same way.
And I don't. I think I don't.
"Zee, don't get me wrong but you need to know. Although I'm sitting 2 sits behind, it didn't mean I stopped staring at you. I do, I always do. When you laugh, I swear my emotions were unfathomable. When you smile, it's so precious. Maybe because you don't smile often. But at the same time, you don't show you were sad. However, I know. I saw you crying behind the auditorium. I wanted to lend you a hand but I was afraid you wouldn't let me. I know you are strong. You would get through it."
He wrote to me. He was too scared to speak
YOU ARE READING
And he blames God. (Completed)
Short StoryWhen she understood what was going on, it was too late.
