Short stories

Regret

I was on the bus going downtown and saw this gorgeous girl. I was afraid to tell her that I found her really pretty and that I loved her style.

I took my courage in both hands, took a deep breath and went to tell her because I really wanted to get to know her.

She was so sweet and kind. She was really touched by what I told her, she smiled and thanked me.She also told me that she found me pretty and had not had the courage to tell me because she was too shy to tell me.

We spent the afternoon together getting to know each other. We shared a coffee while strolling in the city. We laughed and cried while knowing each other's life. We discovered each other's hobbies and jobs. The feeling came off well between us.

We left each other when the sun was going down, we shared our social media to keep in contact before leaving each other after a really long hug.

She had an appointment with her coworkers in a restaurant so we couldn't spend more time together that day.

When I got back home I sat at my window daydreaming about what just happened before the view of my street faded back to the bus stop in which she got down and left. I never had the chance to tell her how beautiful she was because I never saw her again.