Confession

At the end of the semester, I confessed my love for him.
I was so nervous.
The neck sweating, hands shaking kind.
Finally, when I saw that he was alone. I made my move.
I said to him 
Yeah. I'm just kidding.
I didn't say anything to him. 
I was going to.
I was so very nervous and I did see a chance. 
But I saw how happy he was . . .
with her.
I couldn't ruin that.
I wouldn't ruin them.
So I didn't say anything.
And to be perfectly honest. 
Best decision I've ever made.

j.h.