Just a small story.

Hey, do not judge me on the length of the text, I know it's short but that's what I came up with. It's basically a real life story, tweaked.

I was with the girl I liked and we were in a cafe. We were talking about all sorts of stuff; I honestly don't even remember what anymore. That was when I realized I had to tell her. I had to let her know. After all, it was the perfect time and place. All that I needed was to find the courage. After about 5 minutes of me being silent and her talking to me, I finally said "I need to tell you something.". That was it. After I've made the beginning, nothing can stop me. Looking her right in the eyes, I said "I love you.". Silence followed. She smiled and said "I love you, too.". There were so many things I wanted to say, I was so happy. I opened my mouth to speak. And then I woke up.

It took me a moment to realize the disappointing truth. I just stood lying on my bed for a moment. This wasn't the first time; I had seen a dream like that several times. I knew I needed to tell her, but every time I tried the words wouldn't come out. I thought about lots of things. Then, cursing myself for overanalyzing everything, I got up. I had no school that day. I ate my breakfast and surfed the Internet for a while. The phone ringed. It was a friend of mine calling. He told me where and when to meet, so that we could go out. She would be there, too. She’s always there, making things more painful for me. We were so close. Such good friends. But I had to ruin everything, didn’t I? I hardly even talk to her now. Being shy, talking to her when liking her seemed impossibly difficult.

To be continued… if I ever find the time again.

And yes, I know it ended too abruptly, but that was on purpose.