'I always liked you.'
'Why didn't you tell me before?'
'You were into someone else. And you seemed happy. You still are happy. I didn't want to come in your way of happiness. Over the past few years, something had been bothering me. Some feeling of void creeped in time and again. I just wanted to let out my feelings once before you. And here I'm today, confessing what you meant to me. Now I wish nothing more in life.'