Most times, we would rather have our dignity than go for what we want. I remember when I was in secondary school, I really liked this boy, he wasn't handsome, he wasn't so smart, but I knew that his presence made want to fix my skirt and my hair, made me want to break out and run around, and at the same time want to make me keep quiet and hide,I knew the taste of adrenaline in my mouth then.
So I always came around him, he would simply write it off as friends. ''I wasn't your friend gaddamnit!!!!! I really like you..''. At some point, he could tell it was something else, because I started to make it obvious. He would make it seem like I was doing something abominable, I had really bad friends, so I was convinced to say it out loud to him.
I did just that, and instead of a retaliation, I got the weirdest reaction. He started avoiding me, and then all I heard was that he was dating a senior (his mate). I was devastated and I so embarrassed, I regretted ever saying it to him.
So in conclusion, we all graduated, and after 6 years, he contacted me, and confessed to me that he was in love with me in high school, he was afraid to say so, he said he was no longer afraid, said he wants to marry me now. But honey' I said, am sorry but too late. You drove me right back into my shell, I made it out and now you think you can come back and finish what you started? It's late Honey, am sorry...
