He likes her. But she likes someone else.
Although being friends for so long, he kept it so well that she never noticed.
The one she likes confessed to her, finally, that they have mutual feelings and even asked her if she wants to go out with him.
Of course. She said yes.
She was s exhilarated, she can't even sleep that night.
He, too can't. But not the same reason. He was devastated.
Who wouldn't be? The one you like for so many years is dating her crush.
But he still listened. He still lent his ears and pretended to be as happy as well.
Just like always, his facade's so tough, she still hasn't noticed.
She began to groom herself. Buying all sorts of beauty products, just to stay pretty and prettier each day.
She began to be too conscious of what her date thinks of her.
But to him, without all of those, she's the most beautiful.
Her thick-rimmed glasses, her rosy red cheeks same as a baby's, and her hair being comfy as they are in that pretty head of hers, just flying around whenever the wind blows.
She was carefree, doesn't matter what other people think of her. She doesn't care.
And that's what he loved about her. He sees all of these. Being with her ever since... it's difficult not to notice.
Every night, she combs her hair a hundred times. Hoping it'll be in place in the day. Hoping to be prettier than she already is. Well, what can she do? Her hair is the only thing she's insecure about others.
Well for him, she's the most beautiful when she's all comfortable about her surrounding.
Then they turned 30.
He succeeded his father in their small company, expanding it more as success is at its peak.
She's a professor in a prestigious school she always dreamt about.
He was happy for her.
She was also happy. Especially with her relationship that's going about 8 years now.
He loves her so much, his happiness is also his.
He longs for her, prays for her.
While she prays for someone else.