*Sigh* Another late bus....
I was standing at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive.
It was just like any other usual day. College was boring and stressful, too much to do but not enough time, so many thoughts but scared of doing anything.... Yes, just like any other day.
I saw my bus approaching. Everyone saw.
Once the bus stopped right in front of us, we got on.
*Sigh* No seats available...again.
Just like other days, today I had to stand again. I thought everything was just like that dull usual way but maybe fate had something else for me, because...
... She's beautiful.... A girl more beautiful than any I've seen in my life. A girl with short black hair, her brown eyes that were deeper than any ocean.
I had fallen in love.
I have never been attracted to any girl in my life but for the first time, She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
Maybe she wasn't as beautiful for others as no one noticed her beside me but for me, she was like an angel.
I wanted to approach her, to talk to her, to ask her name, to ask if she's single, to ask if I can have her number. But, I got scared.
The phone she was using to listen to the music was worth more than my 4 years of college tuition fees. Even the watch she was wearing was more expensive than anything my family owned.
I got scared, not of rejection. I was scared of the disgust in her eyes after seeing me, even though I knew that it's just my imagination. I was scared of her insults, even though I knew she wouldn't do that... I knew that I should go and talk to her but I didn't have the courage...
I heard the bus conductor announce that my stop is here, I left. I didn't look back, not even once. I was scared of something that I knew would never happen.
After that, I took the same bus several times in hopes of getting a glimpse of her but I never saw her again.
Now it's been 2 years and all I am left with is regret.
If only that day I had talked to her.
I would've moved on if she had rejected me but now I am stuck with the memories of those few fleeting minutes.
Truth be told, I don't remember anything of that day anymore, anything except her face...
So Love at the first site is a thing after all...
I, who never believed in love, am now suffering with regrets....
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I lost my chance and I will regret it for...ever...