Confession

"Hey, got time tonight? Meet me at 8 pm, our usual place"

For a short period of time that I came across your own book, your own story, I fell in love with every pages that I flip. There are a lot of books in the library, what are the chances that I'll pick up yours?

We met when we're in college both taking a Degree in Economics. Same school and department, just different blocks. We became closer since we have common friend that get together from time to time. I can still picture how you cheerfully asked me my name as you introduced yourself. Your short curly hair sway with the breeze that made me chill even more. With that instant, I can imagine you're Princess Merida from the Disney story Brave. You possess a strong character that can also spread bravery and courage to people around you. I fell in love with your soul.

As we grow older, we become both the pillar of support for one another. Whenever I feel like drowning in the ocean, you become my life vest. We never agree on trivial things, it shows how opposite we are but that doesn't hinder us from being friends. I wanted to confess but I was never brave. I'm not afraid with rejections, but rather the aftermath of confession.

"Zuppp dude, it's been forever!" the usual voice, the usual smile, the person I love as usual.

"What's the deal?" I asked.

"Hmm, Just want to watch the moon" I looked up as she turned her gaze to the lovely moon above us. Maybe this is my chance, this is the right time to express what's in my heart for a long time. I took a deep breath and look at her.

"Hey, the moon is pretty, isn't it" she just smiled without turning her gaze at me.

"Tsuki ga kirei desu ne?" I frowned and was confused. She laugh a little then looked at me.

"That was the Japanese translation of what you said, do you know the meaning behind it?" I know, of course I know, it's a way of saying you love someone. But I shook my head out of hesitations.

"When you tell someone that the moon is pretty, you're actually confessing. It means I love you." I swallowed as my heart beats fast like a drum. She's still looking at the moon and I can't utter a word. I know she realized I'm confessing. I just know.

"But actually, some believe that it's not just the phrase 'I love you'." She took a deep breath then look at me, straight to my eyes.

"Tsuki ga kirei desu ne?, actually means I love you but I have to let you go. "

~End