lovessential

She was a young girl that lived across the street. She had the cutest face and dimples that was like no other. I was and have always been a shy boy. Every time she stepped out of her house across the street, it was as if I had an automatic notification. I would always peep through our window and watch her walk gracefully, I would stare at her and wallow in self-pity because I wasn’t bold enough to reach out to her and every time she walks pass my house and glanced at my window, I would jump off out of fear, hoping she didn’t notice I was starring. I had zero confidence in myself and I always took out that frustration by hitting anything and everything in sight till I fill so much pain and then I would sulk and cry the pain out. It was so much torture. I just couldn’t help but think of her every time I saw her and even when I didn’t but I was always shy of relieving myself of this gruesome pain and excessive burden until one day, she came out of her house and as usual,  I peeped t...