I saw him walking towards me with a broad smile.
His eyes shining bright, met mine.
“Hey! You look so fresh,” I somehow managed to compliment him.
He smiled, winked, and went pass off me.
Damn! I could have hugged him.
But I was very shy.
I saw him playing basketball.
His t-shirt flaunted his perfectly trimmed biceps.
Every time he made it to the basket, he did a flip and my heart skipped a beat.
“You played so well,” I told him while we walked back to home.
“Thanks. I am happy that you came.” He gave that same smile again.
I could have told him how I went crazy seeing him play so well.
But I was too shy.
One year later, I was at the station waiting to board the train.
It is then I spotted him walking his way through the crowd.
“I’ll miss you. Please take care of yourself and come soon”, saying this he gave me a notebook.
“I will.” I spoke with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat.
I could have hugged him at least.
But I was shy.
After 4 years, I finally met him.
I loved his captivating smile and masculine odor.
“It is good to see you after so many years,” saying so, he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“I missed you,” saying this I hugged him.
He reciprocated and held me.
But I was still shy.
Seeing him dressed perfectly in that black suit,
I was dumbstruck of his charm.
“You look heart-throbbing.”
“Thanks! I have dressed up for my love interest.”
“She will definitely compliment you.” I spoke jealously and with a lump in my throat.
He rubbed my cheek and I could’ve expressed my love for him.
But I was way too shy.
Weeks later, I stood beside his corpse during his funeral
Cursing my destiny and crying over the loss.
He looked so calm. He seemed to be in a sound sleep.
I bend over him and spoke into his ears for one last time.
“I will miss you. To love you is life and I will wish for one more.”
This time I was no more shy.
Months later, for the first time, I opened the notebook that he once gave to me.
I found a hidden note in its back cover.
He had written,
“Everyday, I look at her long locks and her doe-shaped eyes. I wish those were mine.
I hope she reads this and expresses her love to me the day she comes back.
Because I am way too shy to express my feelings for her.”
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Prerna loves to write and shower love on animals. She enjoys reading and exploring places. Though sweet in her pictures, at times, she is difficult to understand. Being a strong believer in hard work and karma, she loves solitude and peace. Apart from this, she loves petrichor and harmony and wishes to achieve her one and only ataraxia for a lifetime.