1 Introduction

I first met him when I was eight and he was ten

Our parents where long-time friends and business partners

I was rumbustious and happy-go-lucky who wanted attention which stemmed from being an only child to parents who loved working

Nevertheless, my parents were far from negligent and were actually caring as any normal parent; Always giving into my whims and being doting even if I was at fault

Thus, when I met him I acted spoiled and wanted attention

He was a beautiful child, undeniably coming from good-looking parents. He acted beyond mature for his age and in him I found the big brother I always wanted

We became fast friends as our parents regularly met each other and being in the same social circle deepened the bond even more. Therefore, I don't remember when friendship morphed into love and affection

Ah,

Perhaps, it was when I saw her and him together at school. I saw how he looked at her differently compared to others; how he was still respectful but affectionate. At first I thought they were just friends, but no, she was different. Very different

This irked me and invoked me to yearn for him when he touched her, thus, leading to the start of my parade to eventually make him mine

Maybe, I should have stopped then, suppressed the feelings I had when I realised he liked her, maybe I wouldn't be were I am now, not in ruin and desperate for his love that I know I will never have

In the end it was always her, I wish I had just accepted it sooner