I went outside one summer night to buy some groceries in the city. Being alone in the house, since John went to his girlfriend's house, James on a trip, and Julianna to her mother's house, I bought just enough to sustain my daily needs and my budget. As I exited through the store, hands full of bags, one of the bags fell. I struggled to pick the bag, ang luckily someone picked it up for me. Coincidently, it was May who helped me. She smiled as she handled me the bag. I checked if something broke, good thing it was the bag full of snacks. When I was about to thank her, she was gone. I thought maybe she was to busy and hurried somewhere, so I walked towards my house. After putting away the groceries and ate dinner, I went to my bedroom to relax and grabbed my phone. I then spotted my Facebook app, then thought of thanking May back then. I opened the app after not logging in for a week, and there was a lot of chats.
The first chat was with Summer's, his spams of inviting me to that party. I never bothered to read it, so I just scrolled down. The second one was a group chat with my classmates from a year ago. They were talking about what school should they go to college, and when they mentioned my name and welcomed me back, I simply replied with a smiley and hurried to the next chat. The third one was a group chat with my boys from the school. Once again, they were talking about some girl who pleasured herself with a fruit, so I scrolled down a lot until I saw my chat with May. I clicked it, and saw her message of confessing to me. It was a long confession, filled with memories of us being so close together since childhood, her feelings growing time in time, and her being so obsessive to me. Then I saw my reply to her confession, which was, "Look, I never think of you as lover. I treated you like my sister since we were kids, so I never expect for you to love me as a man. Sure, I enjoy spending my time with you, but that's it. No more, no less, you're just as important to me as my siblings. Sorry, but you can't have me.".
After reading that, I felt emptiness. I wondered if that was the right thing to do. I thought, "If I accepted her way back then, my life as a man should be great today. But even so, nothing would change so much, just me spending my time with her more. Well, what's done is done, and thinking about the past wouldn't get me anywhere. As always, I should only look forward in the future, and discover new choices. Not that I do have one right now, though.". So I messaged her, "Sorry, for this and that. And thanks anyway, for everything.". I thought that message should be enough, so I took a quick nap. After I woke up at midnight, I saw her message. "It's okay. By the way, this sure does bring back memories, doesn't it?", she replied.
I replied with a smiley, and went back to sleep.