On the third of December during the winter you were playing with your childhood best friend you loved him more than just a friend your childhood friend didn't realize that you loved you

Your childhood friend Dawson said that the sweater suits you better than him and you said in your heart if only Dawson knew how much you like him

When your best friend Liya passed you but you saw dawson's eyes as he passed a beautiful sight for sore eyes

Brighter than the blue sky he made dawson amazed while you died you muttered

"why would you ever kiss me? I'm not even that pretty You gave him your sweater it's just a Polyester but you like him more I wish I was Liya"

You saw dawson standing with his hand holding yours putting your hand on his shoulder now you became even colder but how could you hate dawson? he is like an angel

Dawson who heard your murmur he hugged you and felt his heart ache because he saw you like this he didn't know how you felt he could only stay silent and wanted to say sorry for not paying attention to your feelings but the words were stuck in his throat because of his guilt