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"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to perceive his genuine and humorous laugh. 
"What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. 
I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. 
"Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a  while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. 
He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. 
He is my best friend, my hero and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love?

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

My 3 in 1

"Ziggy, don't break up with her, please," I begged him not to. It hurt me seeing him with her or with anybody but being with her was the best thing in his life.

"Why not? Was it because you already love Jericho?" Ziggy's eyes furrowed as he asked, and I find it hard to guess his emotion or was I just want to be blinded with the truth that Ziggy was hurt by what I did.

If I would tell him that it was not about Jericho, that it was about how I want him to be successful in his career, he still might do exactly what he said. Because he might possibly won't care even, he will lose everything just to have me. I already saw it coming, and I promised myself that I wouldn't let it happen.

I don't want to see Ziggy fail because of me, because we choose to love each other. My love is more than that. I can sacrifice my happiness just to see him happy in the future.

MORNING OF SADNESS