He stood on the pavement, like a god.

His movements and gestures mended together to create a picture perfect scene.

He smiled a shining, stupendous, star-like smile and cast it in my direction.

My first instinct came to me as if a cheetah just ran over a turtle.

So I of course
well......

Smiled with such joy that had never been seen before on the face of the planet.

Even Santa wouldn't have believed it.

But to see him holding his arms out made me realize that he did not at all acknowledge me.

No. He acknowledged her.

The girl who ran with such a fluid form.

The girl who had pale blonde hair.

The girl who had the eyes of the Hawaiian Ocean.

Most importantly, the girl whom I wanted to stab, beat and torture.

And that is why I have refrained from love my whole life.