My Internal Wish

K.K.

It was heartbreaking, seeing my friend- my first crush leave me. My eyes were full of tears that day as he left.

"Hey K.K.! Wait for me!" he yelled, I stopped and turned around. He hugged me tightly as I embraced it. "I'm going to miss your smile and face once I'm gone..." he trailed off, leaving me with a puzzled expression.

"Wait, what do you mean gone?" I asked suddenly, leaving his friendly hug.

"I'm sorry," he began to whisper. "I didn't tell you earlier. You would never forgive me. His gaze met mines, full of sadness. "You would beg me to stay. But it's better this way, to keep this a secret."

"You mean... You're moving?" I asked, shocked and angry by the surprise.

"Yeah, if I told you sooner you would worry. I don't want to see you sad for the past couple of days. I wanted to see you happy instead..."

I felt tears, yet I blinked them back. "You should have told me sooner!" I heard myself, almost a shriek. "I could have been... I don't know!" I was feeling all mixed up in the inside. Like if I should be angry or sad. Mad or nostalgic.

"I'm so sorry K.K. Could you ever forgive me?" I saw him fish something out of his jacket. He pulled out a single red rose and showed it too me. "I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. Telling you this is hard, but I don't want to leave!"

"Then why can't you?" I shot back.

"Everything's been filled out ahead of time. My parents didn't break me the news until the last couple days, K.K."

"..." I was speechless, I took a step backwards.

"No, no, don't go!" he grabbed my hand, "I've always wanted to confess something to you!"

"No... Leave me alone!" I said, breaking away from his grasp. I started taking off in the opposite direction from him, "Leave me alone!"

Faintly, I heard him yell, "I Love You!" out loud.

My heart raced as I ran and ran.

---
Till this day, I regret doing so.
I came back and regretted all my actions.
I caught up to him the day before he finally left.
"I'm so sorry!" I say, running up to him.
"It's okay, I don't blame you."
"No, it was me. I over-reacted, I was so overwhelmed with emotions."
"It's okay... I'm just glad I got to see you one last time." He took my hand, and place something in my palm.
I looked down and saw that beautiful scarlet flower.
"Me too..." I replied, in a soft whisper.