I have this friend who just fell in love. She wasn’t afraid and told him straight-out. Even when rejected, she never quit. She’s fighting for the man she loves and I’m just amazed by her bravery and strength.
And so. Resolution time.
I never told him, even if I was sure he loved me. I didn’t think it was proper, I was too young, it was too early. “After college, that’s when it becomes OK, when I don’t have school to worry about.”, I told myself.
I’ve been living under the impression that life BEGAN after college. I’ve forgotten I’m living it NOW. He left, discouraged by my “indifference” and what’s worse, I let him go.
Turns out it doesn’t matter if it was just in high school.
Turns out some wounds aren’t healed by time.
I don’t know how I’m going to get in touch with him now.. and I’ve never done anything like this.. But I’ll find him even if it’s too late. Just to tell him.
