How do I start? Let's start from the top. Literally. His translucent brown eyes seem like the epitome of beautiful. I love the way they’re cushioned by thick lashes and I like the way the black streaks show in the sunlight.

I like the way they follow me whenever he walks past my class. The way he looks through the transparent panel every day. And subsequently, I like the way they’re on me. On my face, on my body, on my anywhere.

I remember our first date. We watched a horror show and we took turns to hide in each other’s shoulders. I took your hand and you took me in your arms. On the escalator. Remember us? We were the cutest couple around.

After that day, I can’t wait. I was restless. I wanted to jump into your arms the minute break starts, and I didn’t want to leave till the last second. We were too crazy in love.

Then my birthday. Remember the pictures we took? The pictures of you and me. I remember the way you looked. And also the way you looked at me. I was the happiest girl around. And you are the luckiest boy.

Then holidays. The walks in the park, the breakfasts at Mac, the ice creams and bubble teas. Do you remember too? Do you remember that afternoon at cold stone too? Do you remember we shared hot chocolate in Starbucks? We sat outside because you were feeling cold. We sat under the ceiling fan.

School started and soon, things turned ugly. From blackmailing to hitting. I gave you chances. I really did. I wanted to forgive you. I wanted with all my heart to. You just had to stop being reckless. But you didn’t stop. I forgive you anyway. Because I fell in love with you. Because you were my little boy.

Of course, we fell apart. There was no point holding on anyway. We were too broken and damned. We were both too tired and too hurt.

Thank you for all the great times. Those were probably the sweetest time of my life. Thank you for holding me in your arms when I cried. And thank you for warming my heart on cold nights. Even if it was for a little while, thank you for lighting up my entire world. Thank you for the meals together, the times you took my hand and told me it’ll be okay, thank you for everything.

I love you, too.

And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in other life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away