"'Oh!' That is all he has to say to me after I confessing my heart and soul to him!" I punched the wall of my house with every word.
I kept on punching the wall until my hands started to bleed. I could feel the tears falling down my face. My heartfelt like it was going to burst from the pain.
"I thought that he was about to die and it would have been my fault that he died and I would have left me forever."
A small bottle floated up at the entrance and just stayed there. I wiped my eyes and reached out to pull out the bottle. There was a small note that was half wet.
I'm sorry for acting stupid. Did I hurt your feelings? I didn't know because I was surprised. I would like to try that tea that you were drinking before. You seemed to like it. How about we drink it together at our rock tomorrow night?
-James
I smiled at his note and carefully set it on the desk. I wanted to see his face to see if he truly felt sorry.
