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   It was on the prom day, I went to my date house to pick her up. I pushed her doorbell once, no one was there. I pushed it the second time, her father opened the door and asked “What are you doing here, boy?”  Her father has the big mustache and he look like a very strict person. “I’m here to take your daughter the the prom, sir” I replied. He laughed, and invited me into the house.

   When I walked into her house, I was amazed of how things look like in the living room. The stairs shine brightly as if it’s the stairways to heaven. Her mum greeted me, and asked me to close my eyes. And then, she asked me to open my eyes, with a smile on her face she said “I present you, your date.”

   I saw an angel that day. She was walking slowly down the stairways. My jaw almost drop that day. She was so fine. She was almost perfect with her mid-curl hair, her prom dress, and my favorite necklace that I gave her a night before prom. After took an oath from her strict father, we took off to the prom.

   After 20 minutes of jams and street lights, I’ve finally arrived at the place. I opened the car’s door for her. Hold her hands and walk her to the hall. Everyone was taking photos on that night. I felt like I’m just a small person. My date, she’s a very popular girl. I got lucky, that’s what my friend said to me when I popped the question. I got lucky when fate was on my side.

   The night started with a nice slow pace song, it was Your Guardian Angel by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. It was her favorite song. The song that she asked me to sing before. I stood there, watched her smiling at me. I asked for the honor to dance with her. We danced that night, under the moonlight.

   On that starry night, our lips almost touch. It was a few centimeters away from each other lips. She distanced her head, and with a sad sad look, she said “hey, it was a nice day out. My night was filled with laughter, stars, and love. I appreciate you. But honestly, we can’t be together. I love you. But I just can’t lie to myself. Its better for us to be apart” She released my hands and I just watched her walked away from me.

  Today, I’m a grown man. It’s been 10 years since the last time I saw her. But, her smell, her hair flows, and her perfume. I believe it’s love, I haven’t move on and I’m still having feelings towards her. For the past 10 years, I’ve been living as a man who can’t find the meaning of life. What if that day, instead of watching her walked away. What if I go and grab her hand, and tell her how I feel. Would it change my life?