I finally had the courage to talk to her, to hug her, to kiss her soft lips. Then she has to leave, I now wish I wasn't a coward at the beginning of my high school life then maybe I would have had more time with her just to have her and hold her tight. "if we are meant to be, we will find our way back to each other" she says with tears in her eyes, I place my hand and she leans unto my touch, her chocolate skin looking so delicate. Bring her full lips to mine one last night enjoying the warmth and comfort it give me, I pull away slowly. "whenever we met again" I said whispering against her lips.