• I let him get away, although i never had him.
    I never had the chance, and that was my own fault.
    I never got the courage to go up to him and tell him, that it was me that he should want.
    The girl whom he tells everything to, his security blanket when he is cold, and his best friend when he had nothing else.
    He never suspected what i felt for him, and i liked it that way.
    Then all of a sudden the time flew by, then it was my last day.
    I should have told him, I should have said it. But i chickened out.
    I gave him a hug. And thats all. Now he is gone, forever.
    It would have been so much better to tell him and hope for the best, even if he turned me away.
    It would have been better then wondering forever what he would have said if I had told him that day.