So, I knew him when I was younger. My earliest memory of my childhood was with him and his family. My happiest moment in life was with him/them. I met him because I was new student when we were in Elementary School. And when we were in Secondary School, we still together. But, when we passed Secondary School, we decided to apart. He loves freedom, but I prefer to live in dorm. That's why we were separated. We never met since that time.
Then, I met him week ago. He was freshman in high school. He was nice to me, and gave me a hand if I need help. I don't know why I feel like that. I just feel such with other boy. Frankly speaking, I didn't love him. Till we lose contact and I realize that I feel missing him. And that's why I know that he does. I know that actually our years very valuable for him.
What I felt, I feel like I don't know him. I love him, if it stands for anything. I think about him every single day, I want to know him. I should know him already, I feel like I know him spiritually. Little things he does, I notice. When a kind gesture happens, and no one notices... I notice. I know that doesn't make a person.
I'm so sorry my friends that I didn't realize that.
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