...[part 1]
Jaden...
There, I have finally let out the words that I have kept for years. I like Rhea ever since I saw her that day while she picks those flowers carefully; that moment when she tried her best to hide her face as she blushed; and those moments whenever we passed by each other, it feels like as if time stopped. I like how innocent she was; how she awkwardly reacted with the tease of her friends; and how she looked at me from a distant. I will never forget those.
Rhea...
Here I am, holding my old diary where I kept my feelings for Jaden. I have liked Jaden when I was in high school. I don't know how it started, I just suddenly felt it. I was too young then. It was my first strong emotional feelings. I don't even know what to call it. All I know then was, I can't keep my eyes from watching him as he passed by in our house; I can't help but get nervous whenever I saw him; and from a distant, I unconsciously looked at him while I felt like he's looking back at me too.
But now... As he asked me that question, all those things I felt seems to turn from being paper full of words to an empty one. I don't know, but I'm not sure anymore if I still feel the way like before.
Should I say yes? But, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I might just hurt you if I really don't feel the same way anymore.
Should I say no? Still, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if I let you go now without realizing that I still like you, I may regret it in the future.
Jaden...
I knew it. She have never liked me. Now that she's grown-up, I am just part of her adolescent stories. I knew it. I'm just nothing to her. She's too young to seriously like me then. I knew it as she started to explain many things but all I can hear is her answer... No.
Rhea...
How I wanted to tell him how I felt for him before; how I crazily stalked him; how I secretly smile whenever I see him; and how he makes every and each day of my high school life. I'm dying tell him how hard it was for me to start my college life with only him in my mind. As much as I wanted to tell him every detail of my diary of him, I can't. I can't keep someone, who has been special to me, hanging.
So... I decided to keep it all from him. I let him go as I don't want both of us to hope for nothing.
Maybe... Just maybe, if we're both ready to reach out at the same time, I can tell him. Someday, I would tell him everything.
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Again, for the second time,
We part on our ways silently;
So silent that it struck our hearts so deep.
There's no one to blame in this,
As we did nothing but to love each other;
We both love each other but just not at the same time.
Now that we both on our own way;
All we do is to pray for each other's happiness;
As we looked at each other for the last time...
We could just hope that maybe, just maybe...
We will meet again.
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Just like before, Rhea hoped that someday they will meet again. She hopes that both of them will then be ready and sure of each other when that time will come.
Will that time still come? Will they meet again? Will they finally reach each other's hearts at the same time?
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