You are standing in front of me yet you are so far. Tell me what I was fighting for? I have been going back and forth!It would be so much better if I let you go?
I wipe my tears as a confident smile forms on my face. I walk to you slowly. You still didn't see me. Your hands slowly move as you say something to her. Your hands they are still the same. So, muscular yet at the same time so gentle.
I tap your shoulder. You turn around. Your eyes, the hazel eyes swirl in confusion as you give me a smile. A smile that would light up my whole world in the past.
But was it really worth the battle?
"Hey! I am Nikki"
Your smiles grows awkward as lines form your forehead. I smile at your confusion. You don't remember me. Of course you don't what I looked back then is too different.
"Nikki, your classmate. When you were the famous bad boy of the school" Your face still says that you still didn't remember who I am. I just smile. I don't care about if you remember me or not.
I gently clasp your huge body in my arms. Feeling my heart beat fast and yours even faster.
" You are the reminder of my old self. You have made me what I am. Thank you. Thank you so much and today this confident new self of me is breaking up with you. I am letting my feelings go. I am letting me go"
I place a kiss on your hands as I feel tears in my cheeks but I don't wipe them away. I watch as your face is so confused.
I turn away with a wide smile and tears in my eyes. People might think that I am crazy. But, I am crazy.
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Flashback
I watch you in the audience as you swoon everyone with your confidence performance. You didn't even gaze at me but I was so in love with you.
You were so dashing. I looked around and saw all the other girls eyeing you. I didn't like it. But, you were so popular. I don't even stand a chance in front of you. I l-look so u-ugly. Your smile, it's so beautiful. Your charisma. I could die for it.
Butme, I don't even have confidence to talk to you. You are so pretty, why would you even look at me? I want you all to myself but am not even worthy.
I swear my heart skipped a beat when you jumped and your shirt went a little higher. Your abs were glistening with sweat. I felt a smile forming on my face. I bit my lips to control my blush.
"I love you but I know I am not worthy of you"
1 year later.
I fought with Misha as she took my glasses.
"I can't see without them"
"Girl, you look good without them. Maybe then he'll spare you some glances"
