En hemmelig kærlighed: Saleh og Sahsa

Saleh, his name was Saleh, a high and muscular boy, with the biggest brown eyes, and the most fantastic hair, all the girls liked him, he was funny and friendly to everyone, there was only one thing wrong with him, he was a Muslim, and his family was very religious. After Saleh finished the eighth class, he was going to another school in another city, I were sure that all the girls at the new place would like him, just as much that I liked him...

It’s now 3 years since I last saw Saleh. I remember him like my biggest love, even though we never talked, he looked at me and that’s enough for me. I still have the picture of him in my secret box from the primary school. I don’t even know, which country he was moving to, I never dared to ask him, or even think about it. I always think about where is when. I always think about it, when I go home from school, when I’m in the city and even when I talk with my mom. Right now I’m in the city, on my way home from school; I have these thoughts now, as I always have. But today I got interrupted “Sahsa, Sahsa” I look around and someone says my name again “Sahsa, Sahsa”, I see a high and muscular boy, with the biggest brown eyes, and the most fantastic hair. He smiles to me, like he used to smile at me in the school. I feel like running over to him and give him the biggest hug, but I have to relax, and be smart. It’s my chance I don’t want to blow it up. “Hey” I pressed the word out of my mouth, my heart beats faster and faster, and I am starting blush. He follows me home, and we talk about, what he has been doing in the time we haven’t seen each other. Saleh’s dad calls him and disturbs our conversation, and Saleh had to go home.