I remember her saying she liked girls.
All the girls in our class used to tease each other flirtatiously.
She wasn't an exception, and neither was I.
We lost touch after graduation, and I thought we'd never cross paths again.
Then, in August 2025, I had a dream so terrifyingly real
that it completely threw me off balance.
I thought I could only like men,
but after I woke up, I cautiously reached out to her again.
I didn't dare tell her outright that I liked her.
I only tested the waters by asking,
“What does it mean to like girls? I think I might like a girl.”
She saw right through me and calmly replied,
“I knew you wouldn't have contacted me for no reason.”
Someone was by her side, so I knew my place and backed off.
She'd come looking for me late at night, and she'd get jealous for no reason.
We never confessed, never put a label on it, never got together,
yet no one was more tangled up or cared more than we did.
After that dream, I could never leave her world behind.
I'd never been in love,
but for her, I felt the most serious love of my life.
Super invincible and beautiful