I Love You....
Those three little words I remember muttering to you one night, that night at the springs with our families, I had drunk too much.
You had kissed me, I didn’t think you would reply, I kissed back, wrapped my arms around your shoulders, tried to bring you closer. I somehow begin to realise what I was doing, I pushed you away and ran.
I ran to my room and locked it, you didn’t come after me. I cried.
Four weeks later and I haven’t spoken to you, I avoid you all the time, avoiding your warm eyes, the way you look at me, try to ignore the feeling deep inside me that hurts my heart when I look at your sad face.
My friends all want to know what’s wrong, they questioned and questioned but i don’t answer, they go to find you, you tell them. I could of killed you but you had also told them you didn’t know what to do and that you missed me, how was i meant to respond to that. I was shocked.
I watched you from by the gate as you left with your friends; I caught your eye, fighting the blush appearing on my cheeks “Can we talk?” I asked my voice so quite I didn’t think you heard me, but you nodded and smiled, my heart raced as we walked together to the river near the school, I felt your fingers capture mine, i tried to relax.
You took me in your arms and kissed me, I kissed back, I had avoided you for no reason, and you blushed at me as I smiled.
I Love You Too....
