Remember the Day

3. I cannot remember the day when I realized that I had fallen for you. I only knew that I loved. I was drawn to you like a moth to a flame. I recall those days when you always went off to play those darn computer games with your friends, and how annoyed I was. I must be have been jealous at how you preferred their company to mine. I spent some of my time in the library reading books, wishing that I, a heroine in my own tale, had a real prince. I do, however, remember how our group of friends hung around and talked on our favorite spot on campus. One of those times, beside me, you took a nap. I just stared at your adorable sleeping face and played with your hair. A friend asked me, "are you guys together?". Without thinking I playfully said, "not yet.", prompting them to start their never-ending teasing. I couldn't believe I said that out loud. You woke up. You never told me, only years later, that you actually heard what I said. And how that knowledge made your heart soar. You never told me that you were falling for me too. Like me, you never realized it. It just happened. And you couldn't remember how.