A Love That Never Was

"Hi, I’m Nostalgia."

A year and a half ago, i was in high school, but I wasn’t really being myself during that time, especially around the final exams. One day, my father's friend invited me to go on vacation with her daughters and their friends. I didn’t know anyone, not even my father’s friend. Honestly, I have no idea why I agreed to go with them, but I did. The trip was right after my last final exam, and I went to the bus station to travel with them. That’s when I saw him. The moment I laid eyes on him, I felt something. I had this strange sense that this person was going to be important to me one day.
On the way to the vacation, we didn’t really talk much. I kept telling myself, 'Better not to talk to him, maybe he will turn out to be arrogant.' And in fact, I didn’t talk to him. The trip lasted for three days. They were both the best and the worst three days of my life because of him."


**Day 1**
I felt out of place, lost among them, since I didn’t know anyone. All I wanted was to go home as soon as possible. I spent the whole day sleeping to avoid interacting with them. Later, we went out to eat and then to a café. I tried to fit in, but it wasn’t easy. On our way back to the house, he decided to go out and continue the night with his friends. At that moment, even though I didn’t really know him, something inside me didn’t want him to leave. I wanted him to stay. But that was just a feeling I kept to myself. I returned home and went to sleep, hoping that I would get to go home soon.

**Day 2**
I woke up early, and they were all still sleeping. I had no idea what to do, so I decided to go out with my father's friend to get breakfast. then I saw him. He said, “Hi, good morning.” It may seem like something simple or normal to say, but to me, it was the best “good morning” I had ever heard.
After breakfast, we went to the beach party. I don’t usually dance, but he’s an funny dancer. Yet, despite everyone else, he was the only one who caught my attention. I couldn’t help but keep looking at him, though I wasn’t sure why. Later, we swam together, and we talked a lot. We even did the “jump from a high place into the sea” challenge, and it was perfect.
When I think back to those moments, I feel something in my heart that words can’t fully express. That night, we went to the pool—it was a night pool, and we talked even more. I realized we had so much in common. By the end of the day, I felt something deep in my heart—a kind of heartstrings connection, an emotional bond that I couldn’t ignore.

**Day 3**
The final day arrived, and I woke up with an undeniable feeling that I didn’t want to go home. I longed to spend more time with him. It was on this day that I truly realized I was falling for him, despite everything that unfolded. There was a sense of belonging that I hadn’t felt in a long time—when I was with him, I felt myself again, like I had found my place in the world. It was a day I would forever hold close to my heart, a day that would always be etched in my memory.
Oh, and yes—he never told me he loved me, nor did he ever give me any hint of his feelings. But deep down, I could sense that there was something between us. A connection that felt irreplaceable, fleeting yet profound.

In the end, I returned home, and I never heard from or saw him again. He now exists only in the quiet corners of my memory, a presence that remains in my heart, untouchable and distant.