Someday I'll Melt Your Heart.

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I remember a time..it was a day so many years ago that the memory is a blur on me. I had been walking home from high school, holding an umbrella to keep me dry from the rain. You came up behind me and stole the umbrella.

Surprised, I grabbed at it, but you smiled a content smile and said, "Only if you give me a kiss!" I knew you were joking, it was the same as always. Teasing me, saying that I was your darling, and you loved me. I would angrily try to silence you; I was always worried about what people would think about me if they took what you said seriously.

So I denied your request and eventually wrestled my umbrella free from your hands. Out of the corner of my eyes I spotted some of my classmates watching, and laughing quietly at us. I was angry and felt like i hated you. I felt like you were what was keeping my classmates from accepting me.

"Someday I'll melt your heart." You said quietly, and ignored the rain that was soaking you, as I selfishly held the umbrella over my own head. I looked you straight in the eye and hissed, "I hate you. I will never love you."

I regretted it right away, you kept smiling at me, but I thought I saw something falter in your eyes. Something in my chest pulled tight and i couldn't take it anymore. I turned around and left you in the cold rain.

I've never known a way to say I'm sorry. I don't know a way to turn back time. Even to this day I feel like I've never made you happy. So why did you choose me?

In my heart, I knew it was never teasing. What you were saying all these years was the truth. I just wasn't ready to hear it. so you had to listen time and time again as i denied you, turned you away and labeled your feelings as a joke you were playing on me. But now that I've let you get your way, sometimes, I'm a bit embarrassed by how wide you smile at me.
"I'm so happy," You said, "I love you."

...I just don't understand.
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I do NOT own. I found this in a photo-shopped picture that was hard to read, and I wanted to show it to other people. I don't know who wrote it, nor who it is about. I like to think about two boys, though, instead of a boy and a girl.