Love
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I still remember her confession that time, and how I felt unsure about actually telling her my own. Mostly because we were so young. Even after almost five years, it still feels like we are too young for these types of things. But the truth is, my feelings for her have not changed, they have only grown over time.
"A-About the thing I once told you before…"
Erika began fidgeting around as she seemed to be mustering her feelings.
"Oh, that?" I asked.
"Y-You remember too?" She asked. "I'm sorry… I…"
She quickly let go of my hand.
"I was being childish back then, I shouldn't had just said such a thing… Haha, I was just a kid." She laughed a bit, looking at the horizon. "I'm sorry if that made you worry unnecessarily or something. Maybe the death of my father was what put me so emotional."
"It certainly did. I don't blame you for that." I said. "That confession was rushed, but I still remember it. I didn't felt concerned or something, in fact, it made me happy."