I spent years regretting my decision of turning down the guy I admired who was intelligent, kind, and funny. My admiration for him started when we became close friends and seatmates in third grade. It was one of the most memorable years of my life since a lot of things changed ever since. It was my first time receiving a medal for honor …show more content…
From fourth to sixth grade, we just pass by each other through the hallways without talking, as if we never became friends. However, I often catch him looking at me in school. My close friends also noticed him looking at us during lunch breaks. To my surprise, he talked to me through Facebook chat when we were in sixth grade. Although we often talk through chat, we act like strangers in school. My close friends kept on bugging me that it is already evident that we both like each other and that we should start talking. Because he told his classmate that he likes me, it became big news at …show more content…
According to one of my close friends, that girl was his wing woman, the one who gives him advice whenever he feels heartbroken. During summer break, as I was scrolling through Facebook one day, I came across the photos from prom night which I was unable to attend. I cannot believe what I just saw. I thought falling in love with the wing woman or wingman only happens in novels. Seeing pictures of them dancing together struck me so badly. It was that time when I realized that I made him wait too long, without telling him that I’ve been admiring him for the past few years. I spent my time crying over those pictures for days, after realizing that I should have just told him to wait for me during freshman year instead of avoiding