Superman

I didn't really remember all that happened after that. I just remembered that I had caught something that made my stomach churn whenever I think about you, ended up listening to Nirvana for hours and watching re-runs of How I Met Your Mother.

I didn't know how to self-reflect back then since I was always itching to do something. Only when I'm writing, I'm able to self-reflect.

After hours of watching How I Met Your Mother and listening to Nirvana, I finally stopped and went outside. Before I got a hold of myself, I was lying on the roof again listening to Foster the People instead of Nirvana. Don't get me wrong, I love Nirvana. But I love Foster the People too.

I remembered the feeling of your hand holding mine. I remember how we looked at the sky and how desperately we wanted to fly. I closed my eyes and all the good memories about you came flooding back to me.

So much passed through my mind like the time when we were trying to learn how to swim in the resort; the time when we were chased by a dog and the times that you smile at me and make all of my worries go away. I cherished those memories. I wouldn't trade them for anything.

That's when I realized that I had a crush on my best friend.