All of me

CHAPTER 2

When he was a child, he met a girl who lived next door. They quickly became friends and spent most of their childhood together. They would ride bikes, play hide-and-seek, and have sleepovers. As they grew older, their friendship deepened, and they began to develop feelings for each other.

When he was 18, he got accepted into an internship program abroad. He was excited about the opportunity but was also nervous about leaving his family and friends behind. Most of all, he was worried about leaving her.

On the day before he left, they sat together in the park, watching the sunset. He tried to tell her how he felt, but the words wouldn't come out. Instead, he promised to keep in touch and return as soon as possible.

The next year was a blur of new experiences, hard work, and homesickness. He missed his family and friends, but he missed her the most. He would write to her every day, telling her about his adventures and asking about her life back home. She would reply promptly, sharing her own stories and asking him to come back soon.

But as time went by, he began to realize that their letters were becoming more distant. She would still write, but her messages were shorter, and her tone was colder. He didn't know what had changed, but he knew that something was wrong.

When he finally returned home, he went to see her first. They hugged and talked for a while, but he could sense that something was off. He tried to ask her what was wrong, but she avoided the question and changed the subject.

As the days passed, he noticed that she was avoiding him. She would make excuses not to see him, and when they did talk, she would be distant and uninterested.

One evening, as he sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the mirror on the wall, he realized what had happened. He had been away for too long, and she had moved on. She had found someone else, and he had lost her forever.

He felt like he was drowning in a sea of regret. He should have told her how he felt before he left. He should have fought for her, even if it meant staying home.

But as he looked back at the mirror, he also knew that he couldn't change the past. He had to accept what had happened and move on. He stood up, took a deep breath, and walked out of the room, ready to face the future without her.