My love for him was probably the best but worst decision. Sean, the first man to make my heart beat. He became the music of my life—not just because he's a rockstar, but because everything seems to have a rhythm when I'm with him.
He's quiet. Mysterious. The type who doesn't talk much but you can feel a lot when he stares at you. I'm just a simple nerd. Shy, loves books, and I never expected someone like him to pay attention to me.
But sometimes, destiny has a way of surprising you.
We met in the music room. I was practicing the piano. He just passed by but suddenly listened. He didn't leave until I was done. And from then on, he was always there. No label, no expectations. But little by little every day became ours.
Our first star gazing on the school rooftop. We didn't say anything. We just looked at the sky and said together, “The world is beautiful, isn't it?”
There were nights when we danced in the middle of the street, even without music. There were days when we suddenly went on a road trip, no destination, just together.
But you know that feeling when everything is perfect, but something is still missing?
The kind where, no matter how happy you are, you have a feeling inside that it might not last?
That's where I got scared. Because I was too happy. And fate is often jealous of people who smile too much.
Sean gradually changed. He wasn't as happy when we were together anymore. It was like he was carrying a weight that he couldn't say. I asked him, but all he said was, “I don't want to hurt you.”
And that's when I realized — sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, it's not enough to make them stay.
I fought. I cried every night. I kept asking myself, “What’s wrong with me?” But the truth is, I’m not the problem. Sometimes the villain is just fate.
We tried to fix it. But it always seemed like there was a wall between us. Until one day, he said goodbye. Not dramatically. Not crying too much. It was simple but painful.
“Thank you for everything, Maurice,” she said. “You are the happiest mistake of my life.”
Now, whenever I hear the songs we used to listen to, it still makes me smile even though my heart aches. Because even though it wasn't forever, it was real. And sometimes, that's enough.
I loved him, and despite everything, I didn't regret it.
He was the bad boy I loved so much. And I was the nerd who learned to love and be hurt, for the first time.
