Brown Eyes

I called her to be my partner. She never hesitated. It was already time for practice and everybody had partners except me. My partner was absent that day. I called for her. She was also waiting for her partner who never came. I smiled back at her and saw her breath-taking smile at me. I took her left hand with my right hand and held her hand tightly so as not to separate both. My left hand went to her waist and her right hand to my shoulder. We were ready to dance. This was the first time she and I became so close. The sun was scorching hot. What would a gentleman do? I took of my hat and put it on her head. She smiled and thanked me a bit. We waltzed to the rhythm of the song and went to our formation. As I danced so fair with her, I realized something, she can never be mine.

June 2010. It was the start of a brand new school year. I was a Freshman student then, free from all distractions, and eager to face the realms of College. I was then very excited to meet my new classmates, since I knew, I will be hanging with them for four years. The first few days of school was going well, but I've been noticing a girl walking passed by me. I was enticed and mesmerized when I finally got to meet her. She may not be the most beautiful woman in school, but that moment, she was. I fell in love with her the moment I saw her. She was a classmate of mine, by the way.

I did not do anything, sorry, it's my bad. I was about to, but it was too late.

July 2010. It was really too late. After the party we attended, she already had a boyfriend. Sucks. After that very day that I knew of them, I strayed a way. I don't want to see them together. It hurts, I thought, I should be that guy holding her hand. That should be me, meeting her every morning at the chapel. I felt awkward a lot so I just had to go far from them.

It came to a point where I can't even talk to her, even though she's my classmate, because her boyfriend thinks that I have feelings for her (which I had then) and he thoughts that I might get her from him. I do not know the exact word to describe it. She even texted me, pleading that we don't talk to each other. That message broke my heart into little pieces. Roughly, she texted this to me"

"Hey Francis, I think we need to be away from each other. My boyfriend gets mad when we are close. I don't know why. Please don't get near me already. It's for the best. Thank you."

I knew it was her. So I did what I had to do. But that's not all.

I see his scorching eyes at me when I get close to her. He gets mad when I'm three feet near her. I knew what I had to do. I needed to get away.That stayed for a while, until that anger to me slowly died naturally.

Even though the anger has faded away, I still find it very awkward to be with them. When they were still together, they would often meet early at our College Lobby everyday. Being an early birdie myself, I would always see them together. I can't approach anyone of them, especially her, even if I had something important to ask her. I quietly pass by them, like a ghost, and walk to and fro just to be busy myself.

I lot my feelings for her on December of 2010. My feelings for her were long gone and probably will not return anymore. Lately, they have broken up, and she have found another. While others think I'm jealous, seriously, I'm not. I'm happy for them. I know she can never be mine. I know she's not the one for me. However, even though the feelings were long gone, and she's now a classmate of mine, I still find it very very awkward to be alone with her. Yes I can be alone with any classmate of mine, but I find it weird when it's her already. Maybe it's because of the past, because of what happened, or I just don't know.

Did I mention I made a song for her? Yeah. I have to admit. I create songs to all the girls I had a crush on. This is a part of the song:

Her eyes, her eyes

they always get me so mesmerized

without saying a word she gives my prize

I did not finish this song for unknown reasons. Hahaha. Hey.

Did I mention she has big eyes? Like Owls? But that is totally unrelated to my liking Owl City. I became a fan of Owl City when I was in High School. I just knew her now that I'm in College.

I'm sorry this was a very long post.

This is my 150th post. I thought of posting another love story of mine. Another love story of mine will surely be posted on my 200th. And that post will be legen -- wait for it --