A girl beyond my reach

Your oval eyes held quiet beauty, soft enough to stop my thoughts midair. Tall and graceful, with a light glow about you, you became impossible to ignore. I gave you my time, my effort, even the little bounty money I made from betting — not because money could buy love, but because caring for you felt natural to me. Yet somewhere between us, small arguments became storms. You called me selfish and ungrateful, while I grew silent whenever I heard another male voice through your phone. Sometimes, I would walk out unnoticed, pretending distance hurt less than staying. Still, I imagined us: late walks, shared laughter, quiet moments that could have felt like home. Maybe love can not be forced, and maybe I loved too deeply too soon. But beyond all the misunderstandings, there was simply a boy trying to hold onto someone already beyond his reach.