Weeks had passed.
And I remained her friend.
And friend only.
It never occurred to me.
That I never said I liked her.
To her face.
I thought I had made it obvious.
But maybe not.
Maybe everything meant nothing.
I didn't know what she would say.
I had to take the chance though.
I despised "what if's".
I chickened out a lot.
I couldn't find the right time.
Every time was wrong.
Eventually.
I put on my big boy pants.
And despite everything.
I asked her to be mine.
What a day that was.
