Apart from the sound of crickets and the rustling of leaves, all I heard was silence. The evening sky was breaking and I haven’t moved from my position since I’ve arrived. I continued to sob in the lonely night as the wind touched my face. The moon gleamed as the brightest star flickered. The sky was filled with stars but none of them seem to care about me. I closed my eyes as tears continued to fall down, hugged my knees and whispered, “If only I could turn time back.”
I don’t remember the last time I believed in the quotation “Nobody is perfect”, because after meeting her, all I can manage to utter was perfection. I think I found it in a girl I loved since I was ten. I love the way she laughs at me when I commit mistakes, the way she fusses over silly things and even the way she cries over some sad silly late night show. Somehow, I wished I could have told her that I love her but now there was no hope in doing so. For now, it’s rather too late – too late for me to do so.
She was my best friend and I have known her since we were small. She knew all my secrets, which reveals my feelings for her, that I love her not only because she's pretty and smart but also the way she laughs at everything and the way she sees life and love.
I could still remember the first time we met; I was five years old then. It was one windy afternoon having no one to play with except for my best friend, Logan. He and his family just moved out to transfer at a neighboring state because his father got promoted. And so I climbed up our tree house, I saw a moving truck coming down the street. I watched it approaching and noticed a family station wagon following it. It stopped in front of the house and out came a family. I was about to glance away when out came the loveliest girl I have ever seen. She was four years old that time but then even at an early age she was a beauty. She had long