I was unable to name my feeling. Sometimes feels like she's my Comfort person,
sometimes feels like 'a man without any girl touch from childhood will may be feels like this if a girl gives priority to him' I was whispering myself.
I don't know the night felt like a I was in my dream thoughts about her,
I was feeling her smell, I was remembering her smile.
Movies which I sawed says it's love because I was literally the hero.
I wasn't sure if I was ready to say what I felt. I wasn't sure if she already knew. But in that little stretch of road from roaming to home, in those shared laughs and side things, I had found something worth holding on to.
And if I need to wait I would. Because sometimes, the best things take time and sometimes they change before you're ready.
That week, everything felt right. Like a rhythm had formed.
She teased me for how slow I walked. I called her short-tempered. We fought over silly things and forgot them in minutes.
Every moment with her felt like a tiny movie scene. The kind you watch again and again, even when you know exactly what's going to happen.
That one night I was done, I couldn't hold my feelings anymore.
Called her "Hey! Let's go to our lake view place I informed your friends too" I lied to her.
Not to tease her but I need that privacy that's why even I don't know her friend's numbers, without even having a though what if she call her friends about it,
I was enough confident she believes me.
The next we went just only we. We were walking back, just the two of us.
"Where are our friends? She asked. "I don't know", I replied.
My mind kept saying, "This is the moment."
She looked at me and said, "Why are you so quiet today? Lost in some thought?"
I just smiled.
She stopped walking. "What?" curiously.
I looked at her. Not like I usually did. This time, I really looked at her. And for once, I let my silence say something too.
Then I spoke.
"I've never felt this before. Maybe you've heard this kind of thing a hundred times. Maybe you're already guessing what I'm about to say. But still… I need to say it."
She blinked.
"That day when you saved me… I didn't just escape from an accident. I crashed into something bigger. It's you. I don't know how to say but I am the hero in my movie, hero won't hesitate to say".
I paused a second.
Closed my eyes and bent down in front of her and said.
"I love you, Chandu."
Right after that, I kept my hands on my head thinking of she will hit me.
She stood there. Still. Not angry. Not shocked. Just… unreadable.
I waited. A second passed. Then another.
Then she quietly stepped closer, tapped me gently on the head, and walked away.
No answer. No yes. Not even no.
Just a soft knock and silence.
I stood there like a fool, don't know to smile or cry. I stuck between those expressions.
"Hey! At least say something!" I shouted.
She didn't turn back. Didn't wave. I don't even know her facial expression.
She just walked away and I stood there, not knowing whether that tap on my head meant is a maybe… or a goodbye.
I was feeling to shout like "Say something Chandu".