From the time that I saw you I knew you would bring this danger to me. First year high school, I'm 12. Who would imagine that I will like someone from my senior year who is like 3 years older than me? Who would thought that this young heart of mine will be interested to someone I just met?
Yes, I liked you so much back then. That I even stalked you after school hours with my friends. Waiting in the flagpole near your room. Waiting for senior students to go home and finally see your smile. You don't have that "commercial shot" smile and teeth, but I love them. Especially when everytime you smile, your eyes gets chinkier as well.
I liked you so much that I even wrote poems and short stories about you in our school newspaper. Oh well, that's how I met you by the way. I, being the Feature Writer. And you, being the Sports Photographer. I knew from the beginning that you had it in you, that amazing skills in photography.
Do you know what I always remember about you? Your red lips. You have such innocence in your eyes and your natural red lips. You are the cutest when you smile. Plus your dimple as the bonus. :)
When I say your name and the days I had with you in school days. I remember that guy who held an umbrella for me way back Intrams days. It was a hot sunny day, my classmate and I watching volleyball team under the blazing ray of sun, but then there's someone offered his umbrella to us, then it was you, you smiled at me. Can you imagine how many times my heart melted with your smile and glance? I will never forget your picture in my mind with that school uniform and with camera in your hand.
We met again after 4 years, in Facebook. You never changed, you've always been that polite, sweet and funny guy I knew. But indeed, you never changed, because you always see me as your younger sister.
I write this to you, for you to see how you are so special and important to someone. For you to know that all of this years, though I also learned to love other guy and I'm also turning 25, I always wanted you to be my man. For you to see me as a lady, not your little sister who messages you whenever I'm in trouble. I've always liked you. Well, I guess I never really did stop. :)
And also, thank you, for being such a real guy. You're too good to be true. But of course, in a good way.
I still have a lot of letters for you. :)