Five Out of Ten Years

I like him, but I haven't told anyone about it. At first it was because of my secret crush, and later it was because of his identity. What I miss most is when he turned around and smiled at me when he was fifteen years old. I will remember this smile for fifteen years. I have some regrets. If I had not written that book, if he had not acted in that play, maybe our story would have had another ending... Purpose: About love and regret