She gave him hope, as he tried to make a move. Or at least that’s how he perceived.

She texted him back immediately when he missed her and tried to create a conversation.

She played badminton with him almost every after school.

She would receive a share, whenever he cooked something nice.
She was the one who forbid him from smoking, whenever his peers would offer him a cigarette.
She was the one who forbid him from spending his money lavishly on her. 

She was the one whom he would spend most of his time with.

She revolved around him.

She meant the world to him.

There’s a language barrier between them.

He didn’t care, for he believed that he could teach her his language, and maybe, he could learn hers in return.

He was younger.

He was naive.

He was emotional.

He thought a little too much that he couldn’t shut his mind.

He was immature.

He was a conservative.

He had no experience.

He was a hopeless romantic.

He would wake her up in the morning for school.

He would prepare breakfast for her while she prepared herself for school.

He boasted that he’s better than the others, and she believed him.

Here comes the trial.

She asked for a favour which made him reacted with his instinct and not with his brain.

She made him believe that it wasn’t a trial.

She made him believe that it was a glimpse of heaven.

She caught him, red handed.

She was disappointed.

She left.

And that’s how he thought, in the end.

He had choices, alas, he chose the wrong one.

He regretted it.

He was so devastated that he began to consume more alcohol, to help him to move on.

He thought that he had gotten over her, with the aid of some friends.

He had not seen her for weeks.

He had built a strong brick wall around his heart.

However, just the sight of her, for merely one minute, broke that wall into pieces.

  

And now, she’s gone, maybe forever, without a farewell, without a single word, nothing.

Perhaps, it’s the best for them.
Perhaps, it's better for him.

Perhaps, it's really time to move on.

And now, he has nothing left to say, but

‘I’m going to miss you, your bite, and your smile. Be well, and I wish you to achieve the best things in life, beginning with your entry to university ’

Sincerely,