"Wait ______!" He held my wrist when I was about to leave. "Do you even love me?" He said with his tears about to fall soon.

I do love you, but do you even realize how you treat me before this even happened? I want to pursue my dreams but you kept pushing me away like you don't care.

"No, I'm sorry." I lied. That was the first time I ever lied to him. He let go of me.

Once I left him, though he's mumbling, I heard him saying "I won't accept this. I'll prove it to you."

That's when he started bothering me like he wants to court me again but he's being too ridiculous that I had to hide from him.

A few months have passed and I saw him, this time, he's seating in my seat at the library with my friends. He still had the smile on his face, but not the smile I always see before. He must have moved on...or not.