It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together.
I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling.
All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him.
I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart.
Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me.
I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore.
Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together.
One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him?
I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a diary that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written.
The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart.
If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that next day will never come at all.
Wednesday, 11 May 2011
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
2011 Love Stories
I want to say " Sorry " I've been very busy the last year to upload stories ....
But here is some stories that I've read over the past year that has touched me that I would like to share with u.
And remember .. Cherish people around u ... and over them with all your heart.
Enjoy
Peace x
1. The Ring
A girl was sitting on a chair at the gas station she worked at. She looked up and saw her boyfriend walk in. As he was looking at snacks, a man walked in and pointed a gun at her. He had been admiring her ring her boyfriend had given to her as a token of his love. When he asked her to give it to him, she said no. Her boyfriend looked up just in time to see her shot. He ran over to the killer and beat him over the head with a hammer that was for sale. Then he ran and called 911. When the ambulance came, he was sobbing uncontrollably near his girlfriend.
The doctor came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was still alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked"Why didn't you just give him the ring?" and then she softly spoke"Because when you gave it to me, you said it was part of your love for me and I knew if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love." The next day, she was pronounced dead.
2. Let me Love You
Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then... heartbroken, the guy agreed.
When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company...
"You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!"
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!
Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him.
She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.
3. The Missing Rib
A girl in love asked her boyfriend.
Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?
Boy: You, of course!
Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?
Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.
However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"
The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.
Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."
Five years went by...
He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.
In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.
Boy: How are you?
Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?
Boy: No.
Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.
With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.
Good bye...
One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.
Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.
Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.
Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.
Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today
4. Speeding
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow
down. Im scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.
5. Love is
I had three friends. Eric, Cathlyn, Carol.
Eric was chased by all the girls in our high school.
Cathlyn was one of those popular girls. Cheerleader, sexy, and stylish.
Carol was just one of those plain and average girls .
Cathlyn and Carol were both totally crazy and wacko over Eric.
Cathlyn didn't have to do anything to attract Eric.
For she was already attractive enough.
Carol on the other hand, showered Eric which love and care.
Carol wasn't ugly at all.
In fact, she looked sweet and pleasant.
But she wasn't a cheerleader, she didn't were spaghetti-straps or tubes.
So like everyone expected, Eric chose Cathlyn.
For Carol was just one ordinary and plain girl.
While Cathlyn was labele d as the cool and attractive type.
Eric always insulted Carol.
Telling her what a 'Plain Jane' she was.
And how dumb she looked.
Which obviously made Carol feel so hurt and useless.
That's life. Carol never gave up though.
She wanted to prove something to Eric.
She wanted to prove that looks aren't everything.
She studied hard, really hard.
She became the top girl, and all the guys who once ignored her, chased her.
But she never forgot Eric.
Everyday, she put a red rose in Eric's locker.
Always with the same words.
'I care for you, and I always will'
Because she knew that Eric was facing a hard time.
Eric began to realise.
How dumb he had been.
His beloved girlfriend, Cathlyn.
Was flirting with other guys.
He regretted for choosing the wrong girl.
Cathlyn broke up with Eric later.
For she had found a wealthier guy.
Eric felt so cheated, stupid and dumb.
He went to look for Carol.
He knelt on his knees, and said.
"Carol, please forgive me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Carol rejected him, much to everyone's surprise.
She only uttered these words.
"You've suffered a great loss, so I don't want you to face another one"
Eric felt disappointed.
He didn't understand a word that she said to him.
But they became good friends.
Did everything together.
Eric began to change into someone better.
Because Carol showered him with the love he never experienced before.
His ex-girlfriends had never treated him that way.
They just accepted him for his looks.
But Carol accepted him for himself .
She changed him.
Carol continued putting a red rose into his locker everyday.
With the same words. She never forgot.
One day, Carol didn't turn up in school.
She didn't come for a week.
At first, Eric thought that she was on a vacation with her family.
Because she told him that she would be going Hawaii with them.
But one day. He received a call from the General Hospital.
Saying that Carol was about to die.
She had been suffering from cancer.
But Carol forbade them from telling him.
Because she didn't want Eric to worry about her.
But now that she was about to die.
She wanted to see Eric for the last time.
Eric rushed to the hospital.
When he saw how weak Carol was.
Tears began rushing down his cheeks.
He whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you hide this from me?"
She looked at him . And smiled weakly at him.
"When I said that I didn't want you to suffer from facing another loss, I meant this. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to worry. I wanted to spend my last days with you cheerfully." Eric looked at her.
"You can't leave me!" he said.
"What will I be without you?"
"You'll be who you are now. I will always be there by your side. Never forget that. Cherish those times. Live life happily. And one more thing."
"Yes?" "I love you" And she died. Eric screamed.
He still couldn't accept Carol's death.
He had only spent a month with Carol.
A month. But Carol changed his life in a way.
A way that no one could ever explain. He regretted.
But he knew that Carol would always be keeping an eye on him from Heaven.
Sometimes We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us.
Until they leave us. Until we lose them. Then we regret.
Outer beauty doesn't matter; it's the inner one that counts.
It's better to tell someone how much you love them.
Rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them.
You'll regret Love is. When we fight till the very last minute.
Just to show and tell someone how much we love them.
But here is some stories that I've read over the past year that has touched me that I would like to share with u.
And remember .. Cherish people around u ... and over them with all your heart.
Enjoy
Peace x
1. The Ring
A girl was sitting on a chair at the gas station she worked at. She looked up and saw her boyfriend walk in. As he was looking at snacks, a man walked in and pointed a gun at her. He had been admiring her ring her boyfriend had given to her as a token of his love. When he asked her to give it to him, she said no. Her boyfriend looked up just in time to see her shot. He ran over to the killer and beat him over the head with a hammer that was for sale. Then he ran and called 911. When the ambulance came, he was sobbing uncontrollably near his girlfriend.
The doctor came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was still alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked"Why didn't you just give him the ring?" and then she softly spoke"Because when you gave it to me, you said it was part of your love for me and I knew if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love." The next day, she was pronounced dead.
2. Let me Love You
Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then... heartbroken, the guy agreed.
When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company...
"You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!"
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!
Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him.
She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.
3. The Missing Rib
A girl in love asked her boyfriend.
Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?
Boy: You, of course!
Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?
Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.
However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"
The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.
Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."
Five years went by...
He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.
In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.
Boy: How are you?
Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?
Boy: No.
Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.
With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.
Good bye...
One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.
Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.
Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.
Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.
Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today
4. Speeding
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow
down. Im scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.
5. Love is
I had three friends. Eric, Cathlyn, Carol.
Eric was chased by all the girls in our high school.
Cathlyn was one of those popular girls. Cheerleader, sexy, and stylish.
Carol was just one of those plain and average girls .
Cathlyn and Carol were both totally crazy and wacko over Eric.
Cathlyn didn't have to do anything to attract Eric.
For she was already attractive enough.
Carol on the other hand, showered Eric which love and care.
Carol wasn't ugly at all.
In fact, she looked sweet and pleasant.
But she wasn't a cheerleader, she didn't were spaghetti-straps or tubes.
So like everyone expected, Eric chose Cathlyn.
For Carol was just one ordinary and plain girl.
While Cathlyn was labele d as the cool and attractive type.
Eric always insulted Carol.
Telling her what a 'Plain Jane' she was.
And how dumb she looked.
Which obviously made Carol feel so hurt and useless.
That's life. Carol never gave up though.
She wanted to prove something to Eric.
She wanted to prove that looks aren't everything.
She studied hard, really hard.
She became the top girl, and all the guys who once ignored her, chased her.
But she never forgot Eric.
Everyday, she put a red rose in Eric's locker.
Always with the same words.
'I care for you, and I always will'
Because she knew that Eric was facing a hard time.
Eric began to realise.
How dumb he had been.
His beloved girlfriend, Cathlyn.
Was flirting with other guys.
He regretted for choosing the wrong girl.
Cathlyn broke up with Eric later.
For she had found a wealthier guy.
Eric felt so cheated, stupid and dumb.
He went to look for Carol.
He knelt on his knees, and said.
"Carol, please forgive me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Carol rejected him, much to everyone's surprise.
She only uttered these words.
"You've suffered a great loss, so I don't want you to face another one"
Eric felt disappointed.
He didn't understand a word that she said to him.
But they became good friends.
Did everything together.
Eric began to change into someone better.
Because Carol showered him with the love he never experienced before.
His ex-girlfriends had never treated him that way.
They just accepted him for his looks.
But Carol accepted him for himself .
She changed him.
Carol continued putting a red rose into his locker everyday.
With the same words. She never forgot.
One day, Carol didn't turn up in school.
She didn't come for a week.
At first, Eric thought that she was on a vacation with her family.
Because she told him that she would be going Hawaii with them.
But one day. He received a call from the General Hospital.
Saying that Carol was about to die.
She had been suffering from cancer.
But Carol forbade them from telling him.
Because she didn't want Eric to worry about her.
But now that she was about to die.
She wanted to see Eric for the last time.
Eric rushed to the hospital.
When he saw how weak Carol was.
Tears began rushing down his cheeks.
He whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you hide this from me?"
She looked at him . And smiled weakly at him.
"When I said that I didn't want you to suffer from facing another loss, I meant this. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to worry. I wanted to spend my last days with you cheerfully." Eric looked at her.
"You can't leave me!" he said.
"What will I be without you?"
"You'll be who you are now. I will always be there by your side. Never forget that. Cherish those times. Live life happily. And one more thing."
"Yes?" "I love you" And she died. Eric screamed.
He still couldn't accept Carol's death.
He had only spent a month with Carol.
A month. But Carol changed his life in a way.
A way that no one could ever explain. He regretted.
But he knew that Carol would always be keeping an eye on him from Heaven.
Sometimes We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us.
Until they leave us. Until we lose them. Then we regret.
Outer beauty doesn't matter; it's the inner one that counts.
It's better to tell someone how much you love them.
Rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them.
You'll regret Love is. When we fight till the very last minute.
Just to show and tell someone how much we love them.
Sunday, 10 January 2010
2010 Love Stories
1. A Long Distance Love
I am a young woman 30 years old, living in the Hawaii. Three years ago I have met a man from United States online. We didn't have the standard courtship for the reason that we're too far apart.
We have spent lots of hours on Internet chat sharing interesting topic about everything under the sun. We have become very close, and enjoyed each other's company in cyber space. We emailed back and forth virtually every day for three months before we met in Hawaii.
When we first met, I feel weird being next to him because I get so use to seeing him "on Screen". We spent a whole night in the coffee house trying to know each well. To my surprise, I was met with the kindest expressions of truth from his heart. He was easygoing, warm and truthful. Someone told me, "online" people could easily lull you into a false sense of security. Maybe I was lucky to know someone like him. I got married last year and came to US.
It is truly possible to know for someone online and with long distance love!
" True love can happen .. no matter where or how u meet a person "
2. An Asian Story
That was just one afternoon when I come to an msn chat room, just time pass. I was not looking for a boyfriend, more so a cyber boyfriend. It was February 13. I started to chat on November so I was kinda getting bored of it. So I chat, chat, chat even without sense. Then one guy come to me for a private chat, he added me on his friends list. He is from Sri Lanka and I’m from Philippines. He is so nice, he’s different, I haven’t met a guy as cool as him even in real life. What I noticed was he’s always being careful when he wanna say something to me, like “can I tell u this? can I ask u? plz don’t get me wrong ok.”
So we became friends. To tell you the truth, I never had a close male friend in real life. I feel I want him to be my close friend, maybe because I don’t have younger brother. I feel I wanna take care of him (I’m less than a year older, 21), and I called him my ‘cuddly pillow’ because I wanna hug him and kiss his cheeks as if he’s my baby.
We got to know each other more as days pass by. We’ve find out we have something in common….uhmm…ok, we’re both like kids =) playing around. Our chats were always funny, we admit we even laugh for real in front of our PC. Almost all people here sees me as a serious girl, looks like that, but when I'm with my close friends, I am always silly and very naughty.
It was one night that he seemed to sense something in me. So he insisted that I told him. I had a very little hint that he liked me TOO, more than a friend. When I revealed, gosh, he’s so happy, like ”So Ur my GF?? Omg ur my gf!!.” I'm sooo happy too that day.
He got a picture of me, an old pic where I'm just 16. I told him I did not look like that anymore. (Now he got many pics of me.) He sent his picture too, I was expecting to see a young-bunny-like-dude as that’s how he acts. To my surprise he is soooo Charming, he has a heart-shaped face. I crumble when I look on his lips. Shaz (his name) is so Loveable.
We've talked much about almost everything in us, I do my best to be there every day, we were chatting for almost 5 hours. Everyday we felt our love grow, deeper and deeper. ’till the realization that we are two very different people. We’re far. I’m Christian, he’s Muslim, which has a very strict culture. He is destined to marry a girl whom his Mom wants him to marry. This time we cried, especially when we realized we coould not make it. This is so frustrating, because we wanna marry each other, we want each other so badly. Were so in love that were blinded. Our relationship’s so wonderful. I’ll regret it for life if we can't have each other for real.
He had made a promise for me, that he would visit me here in Philippines before he goes back to UK, or before he marries the 'unfortunate" girl of his arranged marriage, or... when he’s already married. I consider the last as being foul, for he will only be killing me by being in front of me when he is not free anymore.
The least thing we hold on is Our Love, that no matter what, we’ll remain in each others hearts till end.
This is my story. Have I not met My Love, my life will still be the plain and gray one.
Anna
3. Love lasts forever
I thought it all ended when my best friend was moving to new york and my friendship was going to be distance. he was my mate at least i thought until he told me something that would change my mind forever.
im 15 and my best mate just told me he loved me not as a sister as his girlfriend and i excepted i was in love with him to, before he left we did everything together we even took a trip to the beach and it was so romantic, we held hands when we went to kiss it started to rain. and instead of leggin it we sat on the pebbly beach and held onto each other like it was like our last momment on earth then we just kissed it was so beautiful but at the same time with sparks flying off im surprised we didnt start a fire.
anyway it was the day he left and he told me he loved me and made me a folder of photos and things he had collected while we had been dating . anyway we had lasted for over a year and we had turned 16 he told me he was coming over to visit but thats when my world turned around.
i was at uni and i had a phone call from the hospital telling me that my boyfriend had been in a car accident, that the taxi was hit by a bus and was dead my heart was broken.
so when i got my fairytale id lost it and my last chapter of my book is still unwritten and now im lost i dont no were to start il always love him though
he will always be my heart
love lasts forever
"My heart bleeds when i hear stories like this ..."
4. Love at first sight, blind to the future
I met my husband in an emergency room while he was doing a medical school rotation. I was being treated for a migraine headache. From twenty-five feet away and despite numerous interruptions, including my pain, our eyes locked, and we married a little over a year later.
I had a four-year-old son, and was struggling with a new area and a new business. We were both in our own worlds in terms of goals and life plans. Neither of us was willing or able to have a committed relationship. We were and are independent souls in search of modern day love, life and happiness.
But...it was love at first sight, or so it was for me. Not for my husband. He lamented over the years that my perception of this first meeting was skewed, because of my pain and the environment.
My future husband did not, does not care for children and never really got along with them. He was brought up on a farm with four siblings and various other foster children to help with the farm. He was taught to be driven and a hard worker.
I was brought up in the suburbs of Connecticut; slow and easy was my life. I grew up on Long Island Sound (on the beach) with one older sister. Sailing in the summer and beach days were our life. We vacationed in Maine.
The differences between my husband and me were immense, and as time went on, they became even worse. Not only did my husband not want to have any other children, the one I had was far and above more than he could handle. Any talk of bettering life for my/our son was met with difficulty and estrangement. But my love was true, and more children were not as important as true love, to me.
We moved from his home state to the state I grew up vacationing in. We both had good jobs in this city, our son would go to good schools, and we would be a family. Life was good, except for the ever-present fear my husband had that he would 'never be able to give me what I had growing up'.
For quite a few years we lived in what I term as 'disparaging bliss'. Be happy with what you have, want what is most important. These acquiescences to happiness were to be my downfall. I knew this with all my heart but was unable to control it. I later found out they were pitfalls in my sister's marriage, too. A product of our mother telling us to make your man happy at whatever cost.
Now my husband and I are almost loveless in our marriage. My son has gone off on his own life, my husband has had various affairs with other women, I have maintained my sense of caring and concern, but I have lost sight of love.
In the end, I know that I should have married someone with the same values as myself, same social class, same...everything. The chaos would be less, the wants would not be so varied. The lesson has been hard.
But of all the truths I have learned with love--love of children, self, work, friends and family--I know this best: If you do not suffer, even a little for it, it did not exist. It was merely a sunrise or sunset, something that happens every day, nothing special. But if you pour your heart and soul into these differences, you understand why you love, live, laugh and want to be happy. You understand why you make life so challenging, because there is nothing greater for us to achieve in this world than to realize the challenge of loving someone you did not create or who did not create you.
5. Everlasting Love
One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.
Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story....
This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.
They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce....
Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he couldnt understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..
While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..
"I really love u, but i really cant carry on anymore, I'm sorry.."
"Its o.k, i understand.." said the husband. Lookin at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends..
At the dining table, there was a silence of awkardness.
The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.."take this, its your favourite.."
Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe theres still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.."
This is always the problem, you always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, dont you know that i hate drumsticks?"
Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drummsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.
Tears flowed like river......
"When you love someone, let them know... You never know what will happen the next minute.... Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other. For who they are.. not what they are..."
That night, both of them couldnt sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn...after hours, the old man couldnt take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "i love you"...
He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number....ringing never stops..he never stop dialing....
On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesnt understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore....phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him..."whats the point of talking now that its over...i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face.."she thought...still ringing...she have decided to pull out the cord...
Little did she remember, he have heart problems...
The next day, she received news that he had passed away...she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone...he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line....
As sad as she could be...she will have to clear his belongings...when she was looking thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her... And together in those file, there was this note...
"To my dearest wife, by the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around, I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married, I might not be around anymore, I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know Iwill always be around, by your side... I love you"
6. Chris Diary
It had been raining for more than a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy. She called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I carried her excuse of why she came all the way here and went to meet her at the nearby seven-eleven. She was standing there alone, carrying her red umbrella. Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and she was shivering. She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm.
I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore," and stuff like how we shouldn't be together.
She said, "I miss you."
I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home."
She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine.
I said, "Open up your umbrella, let's go."
Unwillingly, She opened up her umbrella and walked with me to the car. She said she hadn't eat lunch or dinner and asked if we could stop at some place to eat.
Right away I answered with a stoned heart, "No!"
Disappointed, she asked me to take her to the train station, she said she would take the train back home.
Maybe it was the rain, all the trains were full of people with umbrellas and suit cases who were eager to get home, not caring about who just passed by. We waited and waited, she looked at me innocently. Being together for so long, of course I knew what she meant. I understand how she must feel when she came all this way here in this kind of weather and I treat her like this. With her soft eyes staring at me, I felt guilt and wanted to let her stay for the night.
But reality struck again, I said to her coldly, "Let's go try the other train station."
We were living in the same apartment building, on the same floor. Back then there were four of us, and we got along well. We would always eat dinner together, watch movies, and sometimes go camping. We were more like a family, but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with the only girl of the four. Maybe it was during the last year of college, having living together for two years, we developed deep feelings for each other. After she graduated she went back home, and I stayed for one more year to finish school. During that year I was only able to take the train down to see her on holidays, but never for long. That was how we kept the treasured relationship.
Part 2
We were walking along the side of the road. She was in front of me and I was right behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke. She looked liked a wounded soldier, carrying her rusted rifle walking weakly. Many times, she was too into thinking or whatever she was doing, drifting off the road, she almost got hit by the cars passing by. I wanted to just take her in my arms, but with the love I had for her and the constant pain in my stomach, I did nothing. On the way, we passed by the park where we use to always go.
She begged and said, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, I promise I'll go home right after this."
With her begging, my cold heart softened, but I still put up an annoyed face and walked in the park. I was just sitting on the benches looking like I wanted to leave. She went to the big oak tree and she was looking for something. I knew she was looking for what we wrote on that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ago. If I remember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here, Chris had tea and Susan was drinking hot chocolate. Hope Chris and Susan would always remember this day, always loving each other, forever." She was looking around for quite a while, then she came back slowly with tears on her face.
She said, "Chris, I can't find it, it's not there anymore."
I felt so sour inside, there was a stream of pain, flowing into my heart, the kind of pain I've never felt before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care, and said, "Can we go now?"
I opened up my big black umbrella, she was just standing there, didn't want to leave yet, hoping there was still a chance. She said, "You made up the story of you and that other girl didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, but I'll change, can't we start over?"
I didn't say a word, just looked down and shook my head. After that we just kept on walking towards the train station, didn't say a word to each other.
part 3
Four years ago, the doctor said I had cancer, but it was found early, so it was still curable. Thinking that it was okay, I started living my normal life again, and even forgot about the cancer. I didn't think about the cancer again and did not go back to the doctor. Until a month ago, my stomach was hurting for two weeks straight, and the nightmare awakened me again. First I thought the pain wouldl go away, but it grew stronger until to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to the doctor and took an X-ray. The picture came out and there was a big black spot, which proved the truth that I did not want to believe. I was at the most glittering part of my life, but it was coming to an end. I wanted myself and the people around me to go through the least pain possible, so I decided to commit suicide.
But I couldn't let people find out about my intentions, especially Susan, the person I love the most in this whole world, who still doesn't know about the truth. Susan was still young, she shouldn't have to go through this. So I made up some stories and lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart, but it was the fastest way to wipe out three years's feelings. I didn't have much time, because I would soon start to loose hair and she would find out eventually. But now I'm close to succeeding, this drama would soon be over. Thirty minutes more this would all come to an end, that was what I had in mind.
The train had stopped running so I called a taxi for her. We were just standing there, waiting, loosing our last moments in silence.
I saw the taxi from far away, I held my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself, take good care of yourself."
She didn't talk, just nodded lightly, and then opened up her misshaped umbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in the rain, we became two single life forms, one red, one black, so far away from each other. I opened the door for her and she got in, then I close the gate that would separate me from her forever. I stood by the car, staring in the dark window, at the first love in my life, also the last one, walking out of my life. The car started, driving into the street. Finally I couldn't hold my sorrow and the twist in my heart any longer, waving my arms rapidly chasing after the taxi, because I knew, this would be the last time I see her.
I wanted to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her to stay, I wanted to tell her so much, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears kept falling down my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I was cold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside.
She left, and I didn't get anymore of her phone calls even until today. I know she didn't see my tears, because they were washed away by the rain. I left without regrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm that girl Susan, using my memory, and his diary I found after one year since he left, writing down these last words.
" He sure do love Susan "
7. Gift of Love
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up t\he steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn't working. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But she was still so fragile, so angry - how would she react? Just as he predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!", she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you're abandoning me."
Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day.
part 2
He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat.
Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, And his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure do envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?"
The driver responded, "It must feel good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again asked, "What do you mean?"
The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches until you enter your office building.
Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady." Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there is darkness.
8. Love Lesson
They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being willful again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding? She promised she'd pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."
Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."
First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence".
Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.
Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences."
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.
Third day, night. On the bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him:"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.
He sighs. She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.
She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."
9. True Love
There was this guy who believed very much in true love and decided to take his time to wait for his right girl to appear. He believed that there would definitely be someone special out there for him, but none came.
Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Vancouver to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back.
That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy.
The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Vancouver feeling disappointed.
Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life..... still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.
On the Christmas of 1995, he went to his friend's party alone. "Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?", asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend's queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ..... not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn't feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.
"Hi......how are you? Enjoying the party?" the girl asked.
"Sure.....yeah!", he replied.
She was slightly tipsy..... must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
"Why...? Don't you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?" Then he answered, "No, there is no need for that anymore......"
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, "Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven't been searching for one for the past years, right?" The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, "Yes......you are right! I haven't been looking for anyone for the past years."
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was.....the Vancouver girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him.
All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes.....perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore..... For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.
As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through......precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.
He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Vancouver to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Vancouver, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods...!! How he hated himself....for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 1996.
The moral of this story is : -
Treasure what you have...
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love...
Time is Eternity.
"For all you out there with someone special in your heart, cherish that person, cherish every moment that you spend together that special someone, for in life, anything can happen anytime. You may painfully regret, only to realise that it is too late."
10. Time to say good bye
Married 11 years. This is my one and only love. He proposed to me on a playground. This was the man who taught me the meaning of love. We were a part of what God truly meant to be as husband and wife. My best friend, an aura of comfort as I held him in my arms. Every physical and spiritual fulfillment in a man I ever wanted. Not once did I want anyone else. No one could take his place.
We were to renew our vows. I practiced for months, my new vows-I would repeat them in the car, or in the grocery store silently. I could not wait to begin our next years with good histories, and good hearts. To show him in renewed vows how over many years, ups and downs, I held solid in my devotion.
And then promises were broken.
At first I focused mainly on how I couldn't even breathe without him. A pattern of hurtful words, plans never made and even an affair. I endured pulling him back from someone else's arms, his eyes so sincere with lies, his words so very melodical and spellbinding. I listened believing every word he said. I crushed every time he entered a room. I could not see or believe what was going on. No Christmas presents, no birthday presents, no anniversary plans carried through, talking to me like I was a stranger, a list too long to share.
I often asked myself, 'What did I do?' or 'Why did he do this?' It took a while for me to figure this out. He had changed. I did not change. My love was still strong. I could battle all external things, but not the man himself.
His last promise he made was that he was going to come back to me and we would live together always, never to be apart, grow old together. He told me he cried when he thought of what a mistake it was he said by telling me goodbye two days after Christmas. Then just weeks ago he tells me that his job has become more important and he knows I have a job that I finally have after years of looking. When a man picks a job over his wife...well it's time to leave. But that's not the worst promise broken.
The one thing I asked him not to break was that I asked him not to put me through any more pain. This was my final outcome.
I took the final step and decided to walk away. I am ready now. He has lost the one thing he should have never let go of. I think I deserve better. I am the one who has no guilt, or remorse. And it takes my own strength to break the chains I put on myself by loving a man and forgetting to respect myself.
" There is strength in the power of goodbye, it all begins with courage. I just wish that I had the courage like she does. "
I am a young woman 30 years old, living in the Hawaii. Three years ago I have met a man from United States online. We didn't have the standard courtship for the reason that we're too far apart.
We have spent lots of hours on Internet chat sharing interesting topic about everything under the sun. We have become very close, and enjoyed each other's company in cyber space. We emailed back and forth virtually every day for three months before we met in Hawaii.
When we first met, I feel weird being next to him because I get so use to seeing him "on Screen". We spent a whole night in the coffee house trying to know each well. To my surprise, I was met with the kindest expressions of truth from his heart. He was easygoing, warm and truthful. Someone told me, "online" people could easily lull you into a false sense of security. Maybe I was lucky to know someone like him. I got married last year and came to US.
It is truly possible to know for someone online and with long distance love!
" True love can happen .. no matter where or how u meet a person "
2. An Asian Story
That was just one afternoon when I come to an msn chat room, just time pass. I was not looking for a boyfriend, more so a cyber boyfriend. It was February 13. I started to chat on November so I was kinda getting bored of it. So I chat, chat, chat even without sense. Then one guy come to me for a private chat, he added me on his friends list. He is from Sri Lanka and I’m from Philippines. He is so nice, he’s different, I haven’t met a guy as cool as him even in real life. What I noticed was he’s always being careful when he wanna say something to me, like “can I tell u this? can I ask u? plz don’t get me wrong ok.”
So we became friends. To tell you the truth, I never had a close male friend in real life. I feel I want him to be my close friend, maybe because I don’t have younger brother. I feel I wanna take care of him (I’m less than a year older, 21), and I called him my ‘cuddly pillow’ because I wanna hug him and kiss his cheeks as if he’s my baby.
We got to know each other more as days pass by. We’ve find out we have something in common….uhmm…ok, we’re both like kids =) playing around. Our chats were always funny, we admit we even laugh for real in front of our PC. Almost all people here sees me as a serious girl, looks like that, but when I'm with my close friends, I am always silly and very naughty.
It was one night that he seemed to sense something in me. So he insisted that I told him. I had a very little hint that he liked me TOO, more than a friend. When I revealed, gosh, he’s so happy, like ”So Ur my GF?? Omg ur my gf!!.” I'm sooo happy too that day.
He got a picture of me, an old pic where I'm just 16. I told him I did not look like that anymore. (Now he got many pics of me.) He sent his picture too, I was expecting to see a young-bunny-like-dude as that’s how he acts. To my surprise he is soooo Charming, he has a heart-shaped face. I crumble when I look on his lips. Shaz (his name) is so Loveable.
We've talked much about almost everything in us, I do my best to be there every day, we were chatting for almost 5 hours. Everyday we felt our love grow, deeper and deeper. ’till the realization that we are two very different people. We’re far. I’m Christian, he’s Muslim, which has a very strict culture. He is destined to marry a girl whom his Mom wants him to marry. This time we cried, especially when we realized we coould not make it. This is so frustrating, because we wanna marry each other, we want each other so badly. Were so in love that were blinded. Our relationship’s so wonderful. I’ll regret it for life if we can't have each other for real.
He had made a promise for me, that he would visit me here in Philippines before he goes back to UK, or before he marries the 'unfortunate" girl of his arranged marriage, or... when he’s already married. I consider the last as being foul, for he will only be killing me by being in front of me when he is not free anymore.
The least thing we hold on is Our Love, that no matter what, we’ll remain in each others hearts till end.
This is my story. Have I not met My Love, my life will still be the plain and gray one.
Anna
3. Love lasts forever
I thought it all ended when my best friend was moving to new york and my friendship was going to be distance. he was my mate at least i thought until he told me something that would change my mind forever.
im 15 and my best mate just told me he loved me not as a sister as his girlfriend and i excepted i was in love with him to, before he left we did everything together we even took a trip to the beach and it was so romantic, we held hands when we went to kiss it started to rain. and instead of leggin it we sat on the pebbly beach and held onto each other like it was like our last momment on earth then we just kissed it was so beautiful but at the same time with sparks flying off im surprised we didnt start a fire.
anyway it was the day he left and he told me he loved me and made me a folder of photos and things he had collected while we had been dating . anyway we had lasted for over a year and we had turned 16 he told me he was coming over to visit but thats when my world turned around.
i was at uni and i had a phone call from the hospital telling me that my boyfriend had been in a car accident, that the taxi was hit by a bus and was dead my heart was broken.
so when i got my fairytale id lost it and my last chapter of my book is still unwritten and now im lost i dont no were to start il always love him though
he will always be my heart
love lasts forever
"My heart bleeds when i hear stories like this ..."
4. Love at first sight, blind to the future
I met my husband in an emergency room while he was doing a medical school rotation. I was being treated for a migraine headache. From twenty-five feet away and despite numerous interruptions, including my pain, our eyes locked, and we married a little over a year later.
I had a four-year-old son, and was struggling with a new area and a new business. We were both in our own worlds in terms of goals and life plans. Neither of us was willing or able to have a committed relationship. We were and are independent souls in search of modern day love, life and happiness.
But...it was love at first sight, or so it was for me. Not for my husband. He lamented over the years that my perception of this first meeting was skewed, because of my pain and the environment.
My future husband did not, does not care for children and never really got along with them. He was brought up on a farm with four siblings and various other foster children to help with the farm. He was taught to be driven and a hard worker.
I was brought up in the suburbs of Connecticut; slow and easy was my life. I grew up on Long Island Sound (on the beach) with one older sister. Sailing in the summer and beach days were our life. We vacationed in Maine.
The differences between my husband and me were immense, and as time went on, they became even worse. Not only did my husband not want to have any other children, the one I had was far and above more than he could handle. Any talk of bettering life for my/our son was met with difficulty and estrangement. But my love was true, and more children were not as important as true love, to me.
We moved from his home state to the state I grew up vacationing in. We both had good jobs in this city, our son would go to good schools, and we would be a family. Life was good, except for the ever-present fear my husband had that he would 'never be able to give me what I had growing up'.
For quite a few years we lived in what I term as 'disparaging bliss'. Be happy with what you have, want what is most important. These acquiescences to happiness were to be my downfall. I knew this with all my heart but was unable to control it. I later found out they were pitfalls in my sister's marriage, too. A product of our mother telling us to make your man happy at whatever cost.
Now my husband and I are almost loveless in our marriage. My son has gone off on his own life, my husband has had various affairs with other women, I have maintained my sense of caring and concern, but I have lost sight of love.
In the end, I know that I should have married someone with the same values as myself, same social class, same...everything. The chaos would be less, the wants would not be so varied. The lesson has been hard.
But of all the truths I have learned with love--love of children, self, work, friends and family--I know this best: If you do not suffer, even a little for it, it did not exist. It was merely a sunrise or sunset, something that happens every day, nothing special. But if you pour your heart and soul into these differences, you understand why you love, live, laugh and want to be happy. You understand why you make life so challenging, because there is nothing greater for us to achieve in this world than to realize the challenge of loving someone you did not create or who did not create you.
5. Everlasting Love
One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.
Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story....
This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.
They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce....
Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he couldnt understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..
While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..
"I really love u, but i really cant carry on anymore, I'm sorry.."
"Its o.k, i understand.." said the husband. Lookin at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends..
At the dining table, there was a silence of awkardness.
The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.."take this, its your favourite.."
Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe theres still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.."
This is always the problem, you always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, dont you know that i hate drumsticks?"
Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drummsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.
Tears flowed like river......
"When you love someone, let them know... You never know what will happen the next minute.... Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other. For who they are.. not what they are..."
That night, both of them couldnt sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn...after hours, the old man couldnt take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "i love you"...
He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number....ringing never stops..he never stop dialing....
On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesnt understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore....phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him..."whats the point of talking now that its over...i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face.."she thought...still ringing...she have decided to pull out the cord...
Little did she remember, he have heart problems...
The next day, she received news that he had passed away...she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone...he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line....
As sad as she could be...she will have to clear his belongings...when she was looking thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her... And together in those file, there was this note...
"To my dearest wife, by the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around, I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married, I might not be around anymore, I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know Iwill always be around, by your side... I love you"
6. Chris Diary
It had been raining for more than a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy. She called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I carried her excuse of why she came all the way here and went to meet her at the nearby seven-eleven. She was standing there alone, carrying her red umbrella. Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and she was shivering. She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm.
I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore," and stuff like how we shouldn't be together.
She said, "I miss you."
I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home."
She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine.
I said, "Open up your umbrella, let's go."
Unwillingly, She opened up her umbrella and walked with me to the car. She said she hadn't eat lunch or dinner and asked if we could stop at some place to eat.
Right away I answered with a stoned heart, "No!"
Disappointed, she asked me to take her to the train station, she said she would take the train back home.
Maybe it was the rain, all the trains were full of people with umbrellas and suit cases who were eager to get home, not caring about who just passed by. We waited and waited, she looked at me innocently. Being together for so long, of course I knew what she meant. I understand how she must feel when she came all this way here in this kind of weather and I treat her like this. With her soft eyes staring at me, I felt guilt and wanted to let her stay for the night.
But reality struck again, I said to her coldly, "Let's go try the other train station."
We were living in the same apartment building, on the same floor. Back then there were four of us, and we got along well. We would always eat dinner together, watch movies, and sometimes go camping. We were more like a family, but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with the only girl of the four. Maybe it was during the last year of college, having living together for two years, we developed deep feelings for each other. After she graduated she went back home, and I stayed for one more year to finish school. During that year I was only able to take the train down to see her on holidays, but never for long. That was how we kept the treasured relationship.
Part 2
We were walking along the side of the road. She was in front of me and I was right behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke. She looked liked a wounded soldier, carrying her rusted rifle walking weakly. Many times, she was too into thinking or whatever she was doing, drifting off the road, she almost got hit by the cars passing by. I wanted to just take her in my arms, but with the love I had for her and the constant pain in my stomach, I did nothing. On the way, we passed by the park where we use to always go.
She begged and said, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, I promise I'll go home right after this."
With her begging, my cold heart softened, but I still put up an annoyed face and walked in the park. I was just sitting on the benches looking like I wanted to leave. She went to the big oak tree and she was looking for something. I knew she was looking for what we wrote on that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ago. If I remember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here, Chris had tea and Susan was drinking hot chocolate. Hope Chris and Susan would always remember this day, always loving each other, forever." She was looking around for quite a while, then she came back slowly with tears on her face.
She said, "Chris, I can't find it, it's not there anymore."
I felt so sour inside, there was a stream of pain, flowing into my heart, the kind of pain I've never felt before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care, and said, "Can we go now?"
I opened up my big black umbrella, she was just standing there, didn't want to leave yet, hoping there was still a chance. She said, "You made up the story of you and that other girl didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, but I'll change, can't we start over?"
I didn't say a word, just looked down and shook my head. After that we just kept on walking towards the train station, didn't say a word to each other.
part 3
Four years ago, the doctor said I had cancer, but it was found early, so it was still curable. Thinking that it was okay, I started living my normal life again, and even forgot about the cancer. I didn't think about the cancer again and did not go back to the doctor. Until a month ago, my stomach was hurting for two weeks straight, and the nightmare awakened me again. First I thought the pain wouldl go away, but it grew stronger until to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to the doctor and took an X-ray. The picture came out and there was a big black spot, which proved the truth that I did not want to believe. I was at the most glittering part of my life, but it was coming to an end. I wanted myself and the people around me to go through the least pain possible, so I decided to commit suicide.
But I couldn't let people find out about my intentions, especially Susan, the person I love the most in this whole world, who still doesn't know about the truth. Susan was still young, she shouldn't have to go through this. So I made up some stories and lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart, but it was the fastest way to wipe out three years's feelings. I didn't have much time, because I would soon start to loose hair and she would find out eventually. But now I'm close to succeeding, this drama would soon be over. Thirty minutes more this would all come to an end, that was what I had in mind.
The train had stopped running so I called a taxi for her. We were just standing there, waiting, loosing our last moments in silence.
I saw the taxi from far away, I held my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself, take good care of yourself."
She didn't talk, just nodded lightly, and then opened up her misshaped umbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in the rain, we became two single life forms, one red, one black, so far away from each other. I opened the door for her and she got in, then I close the gate that would separate me from her forever. I stood by the car, staring in the dark window, at the first love in my life, also the last one, walking out of my life. The car started, driving into the street. Finally I couldn't hold my sorrow and the twist in my heart any longer, waving my arms rapidly chasing after the taxi, because I knew, this would be the last time I see her.
I wanted to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her to stay, I wanted to tell her so much, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears kept falling down my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I was cold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside.
She left, and I didn't get anymore of her phone calls even until today. I know she didn't see my tears, because they were washed away by the rain. I left without regrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm that girl Susan, using my memory, and his diary I found after one year since he left, writing down these last words.
" He sure do love Susan "
7. Gift of Love
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up t\he steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn't working. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But she was still so fragile, so angry - how would she react? Just as he predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!", she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you're abandoning me."
Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day.
part 2
He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat.
Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, And his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure do envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?"
The driver responded, "It must feel good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again asked, "What do you mean?"
The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches until you enter your office building.
Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady." Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there is darkness.
8. Love Lesson
They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being willful again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding? She promised she'd pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."
Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."
First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence".
Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.
Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences."
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.
Third day, night. On the bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him:"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.
He sighs. She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.
She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."
9. True Love
There was this guy who believed very much in true love and decided to take his time to wait for his right girl to appear. He believed that there would definitely be someone special out there for him, but none came.
Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Vancouver to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back.
That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy.
The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Vancouver feeling disappointed.
Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life..... still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.
On the Christmas of 1995, he went to his friend's party alone. "Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?", asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend's queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ..... not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn't feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.
"Hi......how are you? Enjoying the party?" the girl asked.
"Sure.....yeah!", he replied.
She was slightly tipsy..... must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
"Why...? Don't you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?" Then he answered, "No, there is no need for that anymore......"
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, "Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven't been searching for one for the past years, right?" The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, "Yes......you are right! I haven't been looking for anyone for the past years."
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was.....the Vancouver girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him.
All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes.....perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore..... For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.
As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through......precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.
He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Vancouver to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Vancouver, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods...!! How he hated himself....for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 1996.
The moral of this story is : -
Treasure what you have...
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love...
Time is Eternity.
"For all you out there with someone special in your heart, cherish that person, cherish every moment that you spend together that special someone, for in life, anything can happen anytime. You may painfully regret, only to realise that it is too late."
10. Time to say good bye
Married 11 years. This is my one and only love. He proposed to me on a playground. This was the man who taught me the meaning of love. We were a part of what God truly meant to be as husband and wife. My best friend, an aura of comfort as I held him in my arms. Every physical and spiritual fulfillment in a man I ever wanted. Not once did I want anyone else. No one could take his place.
We were to renew our vows. I practiced for months, my new vows-I would repeat them in the car, or in the grocery store silently. I could not wait to begin our next years with good histories, and good hearts. To show him in renewed vows how over many years, ups and downs, I held solid in my devotion.
And then promises were broken.
At first I focused mainly on how I couldn't even breathe without him. A pattern of hurtful words, plans never made and even an affair. I endured pulling him back from someone else's arms, his eyes so sincere with lies, his words so very melodical and spellbinding. I listened believing every word he said. I crushed every time he entered a room. I could not see or believe what was going on. No Christmas presents, no birthday presents, no anniversary plans carried through, talking to me like I was a stranger, a list too long to share.
I often asked myself, 'What did I do?' or 'Why did he do this?' It took a while for me to figure this out. He had changed. I did not change. My love was still strong. I could battle all external things, but not the man himself.
His last promise he made was that he was going to come back to me and we would live together always, never to be apart, grow old together. He told me he cried when he thought of what a mistake it was he said by telling me goodbye two days after Christmas. Then just weeks ago he tells me that his job has become more important and he knows I have a job that I finally have after years of looking. When a man picks a job over his wife...well it's time to leave. But that's not the worst promise broken.
The one thing I asked him not to break was that I asked him not to put me through any more pain. This was my final outcome.
I took the final step and decided to walk away. I am ready now. He has lost the one thing he should have never let go of. I think I deserve better. I am the one who has no guilt, or remorse. And it takes my own strength to break the chains I put on myself by loving a man and forgetting to respect myself.
" There is strength in the power of goodbye, it all begins with courage. I just wish that I had the courage like she does. "
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Quotes Of Wisdom
1. God gave us two ears to hear, two eyes to see and two hands to hold. But why did God give us only one heart? Because he wants us to find the other one.
2. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control.
3. Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is won't make you cry.
4. Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
5. If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If it does not come back, it was never meant to be.
6. Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
7. A man wants to be a woman's first love, a woman wants to be his last.
8. If two past lovers can remain friends, either they never were in love or they still are.
9. A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
10. Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else.
11. You never really stop loving someone. you just learn to try to live without them.
12. A guy and a girl can be friends. But sooner or later one will fall for the other. Maybe too early, maybe too late, but maybe, just maybe forever.
13. Laugh when you can,
apologize when you should,
and let go of what you can't change.
Kiss slowly,
play hard,
forgive quickly,
take chances,
give everything
and have no regrets.
Life's too short to be anything…but happy.
14. Don't waste your time on someone who isn't willing to waste their time on you...
15. When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us.
16. Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it.
17. Sometimes you need to run away just to see who will come after you.
18. Friendship isn't about whom you have known the longest... It's about who came, and never left your side...
19. Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak … sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
20. When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.
21. Having a guy dump you and say "We can still be friends"
Is like having your mom say "Your dog died but you can still keep it"
22. GREAT LOVE: It's when you shed tears yet you still care; it's when you're ignored yet you still long; it's when he begins to love another yet you still smile and say "I'm happy for you."
23. I wanna be remembered as the girl who always smiled.
the one who could always brighten your day.
even if she couldnt brighten her own.
24. I want to be his favorite hello and his hardest goodbye....
25. To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, to love someone who loves you is everything.
26. Things worth having are worth waiting for.
27. Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?
28. "The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love love someone else."
29. "To let a fool kiss you is stupid, to let a kiss fool you is worse."
30. There's always a real reason behind every "just wondering."
31. Torn between two. Who would you chose? The one that you love...or the one that loves you?
32. More often than not, you fall in love with a person you can't really have, while the one who truly loves you remains either a friend or a stranger.
33. If he doesn't love you at your worse, he don't deserve you at your best...
34. Its funny how a heart is two tear drops upside down.
35. the truth is.. we hide because we want to be found, we walk away to see who will follow, we cry to see who will wipe away the tears, and we let our hearts get broken to see who will come and fix them.
36. Never tell your problems to anyone...20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them.
37. Forgive your enemies, but never, never forget their names.
38. Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course?
Each of us has such a bank. It's name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow."
You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!
The clock is running!! Make the most of today.
To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who just missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask someone who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal at the Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with. And remember time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why its called the present.
39. What seems like the right thing to do could also be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life.
40. theres a little truth behind every [justkidding]
a little curiosity behind every [justwondering]
a little knowledge behind every [idontknow]
and a little emotion behind every [idontcare]
41. You don't stop playing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop playing.
42. "Be nice to people on your way up because you meet them on your way down."
43. "Often in life we forget the things we should remember and remember the things we should forget"
44. Not all scars shows. Not all wounds heal. Sometimes you can't see, the pain someone feels.
45. The most selfish 1 letter word - I - avoid it.
The most satisfying 2 letter word - We - use it.
The most poisonous 3 letter word - Ego - kill it.
The most used 4 letter word - Love - value it.
The most pleasing 5 letter word - Smile - keep it.
The fastest spreading 6 letter word - Rumour - ignore it.
The hardest working 7 letter word - Success - achieve it.
The most enviable 8 letter word - Jealousy - distance it.
The most powerful 9 letter word - Knowledge - acquire it.
The most essential 10 letter word - Confidence - trust it.
46. Take life with a grain of salt.....a slice of lime, and a shot of tequila.
47. everybody wants happiness
nobody wants pain
but you can't have a rainbow
without a little rain.
48. "Be carefull..the ones that make you smile are the same ones that can shatter your heart."
49. There are two kinds of secrets.
Those we keep from others...
And those we hide from ourselves.
50. In your life you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again, but you do...
51. You may not always end up where you thought you were going, But you will always end up where you were meant to be.
52. life is like writing with a pen. you can cross out your past but you can't erase it.
53. We only hear what we want to hear...
We only see what we want to see...
Until reality hits...
54. Just because someone hurt you yesterday
doesn't mean you should start living life today
in constant fear of being hurt tomorrow.
55. "Be careful..the ones that make you smile are the same ones that can shatter your heart."
2. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control.
3. Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is won't make you cry.
4. Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.
5. If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If it does not come back, it was never meant to be.
6. Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
7. A man wants to be a woman's first love, a woman wants to be his last.
8. If two past lovers can remain friends, either they never were in love or they still are.
9. A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.
10. Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else.
11. You never really stop loving someone. you just learn to try to live without them.
12. A guy and a girl can be friends. But sooner or later one will fall for the other. Maybe too early, maybe too late, but maybe, just maybe forever.
13. Laugh when you can,
apologize when you should,
and let go of what you can't change.
Kiss slowly,
play hard,
forgive quickly,
take chances,
give everything
and have no regrets.
Life's too short to be anything…but happy.
14. Don't waste your time on someone who isn't willing to waste their time on you...
15. When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us.
16. Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it.
17. Sometimes you need to run away just to see who will come after you.
18. Friendship isn't about whom you have known the longest... It's about who came, and never left your side...
19. Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak … sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
20. When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.
21. Having a guy dump you and say "We can still be friends"
Is like having your mom say "Your dog died but you can still keep it"
22. GREAT LOVE: It's when you shed tears yet you still care; it's when you're ignored yet you still long; it's when he begins to love another yet you still smile and say "I'm happy for you."
23. I wanna be remembered as the girl who always smiled.
the one who could always brighten your day.
even if she couldnt brighten her own.
24. I want to be his favorite hello and his hardest goodbye....
25. To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, to love someone who loves you is everything.
26. Things worth having are worth waiting for.
27. Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?
28. "The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love love someone else."
29. "To let a fool kiss you is stupid, to let a kiss fool you is worse."
30. There's always a real reason behind every "just wondering."
31. Torn between two. Who would you chose? The one that you love...or the one that loves you?
32. More often than not, you fall in love with a person you can't really have, while the one who truly loves you remains either a friend or a stranger.
33. If he doesn't love you at your worse, he don't deserve you at your best...
34. Its funny how a heart is two tear drops upside down.
35. the truth is.. we hide because we want to be found, we walk away to see who will follow, we cry to see who will wipe away the tears, and we let our hearts get broken to see who will come and fix them.
36. Never tell your problems to anyone...20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them.
37. Forgive your enemies, but never, never forget their names.
38. Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course?
Each of us has such a bank. It's name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow."
You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!
The clock is running!! Make the most of today.
To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who just missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask someone who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal at the Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with. And remember time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why its called the present.
39. What seems like the right thing to do could also be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life.
40. theres a little truth behind every [justkidding]
a little curiosity behind every [justwondering]
a little knowledge behind every [idontknow]
and a little emotion behind every [idontcare]
41. You don't stop playing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop playing.
42. "Be nice to people on your way up because you meet them on your way down."
43. "Often in life we forget the things we should remember and remember the things we should forget"
44. Not all scars shows. Not all wounds heal. Sometimes you can't see, the pain someone feels.
45. The most selfish 1 letter word - I - avoid it.
The most satisfying 2 letter word - We - use it.
The most poisonous 3 letter word - Ego - kill it.
The most used 4 letter word - Love - value it.
The most pleasing 5 letter word - Smile - keep it.
The fastest spreading 6 letter word - Rumour - ignore it.
The hardest working 7 letter word - Success - achieve it.
The most enviable 8 letter word - Jealousy - distance it.
The most powerful 9 letter word - Knowledge - acquire it.
The most essential 10 letter word - Confidence - trust it.
46. Take life with a grain of salt.....a slice of lime, and a shot of tequila.
47. everybody wants happiness
nobody wants pain
but you can't have a rainbow
without a little rain.
48. "Be carefull..the ones that make you smile are the same ones that can shatter your heart."
49. There are two kinds of secrets.
Those we keep from others...
And those we hide from ourselves.
50. In your life you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again, but you do...
51. You may not always end up where you thought you were going, But you will always end up where you were meant to be.
52. life is like writing with a pen. you can cross out your past but you can't erase it.
53. We only hear what we want to hear...
We only see what we want to see...
Until reality hits...
54. Just because someone hurt you yesterday
doesn't mean you should start living life today
in constant fear of being hurt tomorrow.
55. "Be careful..the ones that make you smile are the same ones that can shatter your heart."
Love Stories
1. I Wish I did
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.
2. 15 months of betrayal
20 April, 2009
I live in this country, and he was just studying here. We were close family friends, that's how we met.. at the time i was going through a bad relationship with my ex. and he was going through a rough patch with his then girlfriend as well.
we would always talk to each other, and seek each others advice, and soon in time we started falling for each other.. and then came our first date..
he made me smile the biggest smile, and he was so very nice to me. always knew how to make me happy.. and soon he graduated, and it was time for him to return home to his own country. so of course, you can guess the pain i went through.. but our love was saved, cause my parents were kind enough to let me go and be with him.. they paid for my air ticket, and i was away from them for 6 months.. and in that 6 months, i went through so much hell with my boyfriend's mother and my very own relatives..
the first aunt i went to stay with was a nightmare.. she never let me out the house, never let me see my boyfriend.. she thinks its a bad idea for a girl to see her loved one everyday.. kept me locked up in the house and blamed every wrong thing on me even though it wasn't my fault.. i cried myself to sleep for 3 months, feeling depressed and missing my family very much.. but i thought to myself "its ok, im here with my boyfriend and im doing this for him"..
that's what kept me strong.
but after 3 months of nightmarish reality, i decided that it was enough. so i went to live with my second aunt.. first two weeks was good, i had abit of freedom, got to go out though i had a curfue, but i didnt mind it because it was way past the time i would normally reach home.. i was allowed to use the home phone, the laptop, was allowed to watch what ever show i want.. it was heaven.. but soon in time, things died down and everything turned sour. till this day, i still dont know what i did wrong..
her husband stopped talking to me for a reason i dont know why, my cousin treated me with so much disrespect, calling me ugly names, her brother ignored me like as if i didnt exist.. and soon i wasnt allowed to eat anymore..
my aunt said "theres only enough food for my family".. so i went out for dinner instead.. the worst though was when she handed me a towel that she had already used to wipe the dirt off the floors and walls and let me use it to wipe my face.. i didnt know what she did till after i used it when she told me..
through out this whole 6 months of hell, not once my boyfriend stood by my side and comforted me.. his mother hates me, and all because i failed to make good conversation with her.. but hey i cant help it if im shy, and i know for a fact that i tried my very best.. she just wasnt pleased with my shyness. i tried to make her happy, i bought her a birthday gift worth 200$, i came over and she pushed me away, ignoring me not wanting to speak with me..
all my boyfriend could say was "you're not trying hard enough" and he got
angry at me for crying and feeling hurt.. i travelled 2 hours everyday by bus just to see him after work, spent an hour with him and then 2 hours back home, i waited 2 hours for him after work once, the longest i waited was 5 hours, i went all out for his birthday, took him to dinner at a 5star hotel, spent 200$ on dinner and 300$ presents. bought him nike shoes, watch and gave him a box full of memories. he said its the best birthday he's ever had..
soon 6 months came to an end and it was time for me to go home.. was away for 1 month when he decided to break up with me. his excuse was "my mum doesnt want us to be together".. i tried my best to change his mind, i called is parents and begged for their forgiveness but they just said no..
and then i found out, 2 weeks after breaking up with me, he got engaged..
i went through hell for 6 months for him, i suffered all the nightmares for him.. and in return all i get is a broken heart..
3. A crush
My first thought in my mind was whoa he's the sweetes most down to earth guy on the planet.
my best friend Charlotte had a sleep-over. I went to hang out since i hadn't seen her all week. Both our families were so close. Charlotte had a brother named Dustin. She talked about him but i never met Dustin.
I was dared to go upstairs and I began to walk up the steps in to the dark. Then i smashed in to someone. I began to scream. Then two strong arms lifted me up on my feet. The lights switched on and then i saw a boy. Cute emerald eyes and dirty blond hair.He was smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back. Then he walked away into his room. Through the whole entire night all i could think about was him, Dustin.
After a while I was in high school tenth grade and already a varsity cheerleader. Lucky for me Dustin was on the varsity foot ball team but he was a senior in highschool and with the slutiest cheerleader in school Destiny I was pretty and platinum blond with sea-blue eyes. but me and her were two different people.
One day i decided to drive over to see Charlotte. We were in the same group for our project and we were going to work at her house today since yesterday we worked at my house.
It was quiet in her house until she ran to hug me.
"Ooops! We have to be quiet Dustin is in a horribble mood he dumped that slut Destiny she cheated on him and he really hasn't smiled all week. Vanessa Mathers that other soccer chick came over to hook-up but he did'nt wanna see her, so Im gonna stab that firkin' hor!" Charlotte said.
"Is he okay?" I asked her.
"NO" she replied.
we went up to her room and began to work on our project. Until she had to leave and get more ink for her printer. I was alone in her room till i tried to carry our heavy structure we built. Then those same strong hands lifted it.
"Thank you! God that was heavy." I said exhausted.
"Yeah? well need help with the hot glue gun? Or anything?"
he asked
"Yes. How do you work it?" I asked.
"I'll glue you hold okay or just type your report." he said.
I nodded and began to type and tell him where to glue the things. We were talking and laughing at the same time.I felt on top of the world with him. Like we were meant. He kept complimenting me and my atttitude. Charlotte came when we were practically done and needed printng.
"Oh my gosh! That's great! we are nearly done Dustin hook-up the ink stuff please." She said. He felt a little upset she came i could see it in his eyes. When he hooked it up we were done and i was ready to go home. I wish we could talk more.
Charlotte came over the next day."How ya been?"she said.
"Not much." I replied.
"Yes. Much way too much with my brother Dustin. He really likes you even before at our 6th grade slumber party the next day all he talked about was how you two rammed into eachother, Do you like him?" sh asked.
"I do like him but your my best frend." i said.
"But what my brother asks why you don't come over half of the time talk to him call him say something!" sh urged.
i picked up my iphone and began to dial him. he picked up.
"Hey Kaylie?" he said.
"Yeah, It's me so can we talk?" i said.
"Did i do something?" he asked.
"No i wos just really think about you all the time." I said
"So do i but i thought you had better things in life, so i didnt tell you." He said.
"Better things than you?" not really you are the best thing that has happened to me" I said.
"Well will you be my girlfriend or should i tell you in person." he said.
"Good enough for me. Bye i love you." i said.
"me too" he said
from then on we see each other.
4. A funeral gone wrong…
What do you do, when you're standing at work. The phone rings. Hello. Kevin died. What? How? When? So many questions. So few answers. I only know what the papers say. He got killed in a tree trimming accident. A branch fell, and hit him. He died in the hospital. Why didn't anyone call? Why didn't I get to say "Goodbye?" Why, Mom? Why, Kevin? I gathered myself that day. Thoughts never leaving my mind, just circling around, trying to figure out the answers to the things I didn't know. Pick up the phone. Becky? Kevin died. Crying hysterically. I know. I didn't think you'd care. What? How could you know and not tell me that my best friend just died? How could you do this? You knew! You didn't tell me. I hate you. I never want to talk to you again. Slamming the phone down, I felt like I had no one. How could this happen? Three days earlier he had been standing there at the pizza shop, talking to me. Telling me he loved me. Begging me for one more chance. I laughed it off. We had a great relationship, while it lasted. He had a lot of family problems that got in our way. He lived in a group home. Abandoned by 2 parents. Separated from the brother and sister they decided to keep. They missed out. They gave up the best thing to ever happen to them.
Two days later, it was time for the funeral. Dressed in black, my Mom on one arm, and a friend on the other for support- we gathered our thoughts and headed into the funeral home. Mom! Why? Kevin lay there in the very clothes that he died in. The dirty, ripped, blood-stained clothes that he had worn to cut down trees. That's what they chose to bury him in. That's all the more they cared for their son. As they stand in front; Mother in sweat pants, a tee-shirt and tennis shoes. The father not much better. Kevin had a purple "do-rag" on his head. Probably to cover his wounds from falling out of the tree. His arms were covered in dirt. The same dirt that he fell into. You could see the clean spot on his arm, where the doctor had placed the I.V. After a very sad funeral he was to buried as his wishes. But, wait. That was too expensive. So, let's cremate him. The one thing he hated with all his passion. He believed that burning the body after death was the cruelest thing you could do to a person. So, it's no wonder that's what they chose to do. They never cared about him. And had I known earlier. I wouldn't have let them do that to him.
For 3 years I have hated his family for doing this to him. And in my heart, I believe that he was killed for his money. He had been saving. He wanted to get his own apartment to show me he could be responsible. He was in the process of finding his very first own home. He always considered my house his real home. And my parents were his parents. He wrote to me in a notebook every night before he went to bed. And when I saw him 3 days prior to his death, he was finishing it up to mail to me. His diary of thoughts. Because he had no one to talk to, no one to care for him. Needless to say, I never saw the notebook after he passed. And I don't believe I ever will. I don't believe that he had a proper burial, and his ashes were probably thrown away after everyone left.
A few days later, when I could muster a few words through the tears, I managed to have my own little memorial in my bedroom. I gathered his pictures, and love notes, and gifts in a pile, and went through each one remembering the good times we shared. I said later to him that day, because it will never be goodbye. I'll see him again someday. But until I walk through the pearly gates, I know he's watching over me to keep me safe. And even though I have moved on, Kevin will always remain in my heart, and as the best friend I lost, and the dear departed boyfriend passed.
Thank you for listening to me babble. For 3 years I've been keeping this bottled up inside. It feels so good to finally tell the world how I really feel.
5. My Flight Of Fantasy
It was eleven years ago and I was on a flight to Los Angeles. This wasn't just business or a holiday; I was on my way to live in LA for good. My sister had convinced me that I stood a better chance with my construction busneiss in the USA, so I was on my way.
Everyone on the flight was asleep except my three-year-old niece. I awoke with a start to find her gone from her seat. The adrenalin kicked in and I scurried around the aircraft in a small panic. There weren't that many places to look and eventually I found her in the corkpit, sitting on the lap of the co-pilot. I am ashamed to say I was speechless at seeing a women in control of the aircraft and she must have realised it because my jaw practically hit the cabin floor. Kate cracked a few jokes about my niece flying the aeroplane and I relaxed. In the end, we talked for a good couple of hours. By the end of the conversation, we arranged to meet up at the hotel in LA.
With our feet on solid ground, we continued to hit it off in a manner I have never experienced before. Kate and I met whenever she was on a stopover or when I was on business in London. After a year of this I knew Kate was the women for me. I decided I was going to pop the question, but wanted it to be the perfect romantic moment. I froze her engagment ring in an ice cube and slipped it into her glass of Coke, but because of the dark liquid she didn't see it and nearly swallowed it. I grabbed the drink from her and ruined her favourite sweater in the process. The next attempt was a jack-in-the-box. On the lid I wrote my proposition and put the ring on the jack's hand. When it open, it nearly gave her a heart attack and she began to hit me with the box before bursting into tears and accepting my offer. A fairytale wedding followed a year later in LA.
Now it seemed as if my lift was perfect. My business was more successful than I ever imagined and I used my construction skills to build Kate the house of her dreams, which she called her "Little White Palace". We really wanted children. Kate had a plan to enjoy her career first, then to retire to look after kids.
After seven years wewere still childless but then disaster struck. Kate was involved in an air accident that keft her in a coma for two weeks. She did wake up, but she was paralysed from the waist down. Amazingly her doctor in intensive care was a researcher into paralysis and offered an experimental operation and treatment. The seventeen-hour opertion miraculously worked, but it was still a long road to recovery. Kate had to learn to walk all over again. It was a testing time, full of tears and arguments but in the end, it brought us even closer.
Kate's flying days were obviously over. We decided it was "now or never" for children, so we tried - and tried. Eventually we tried IVF six times, which resulted in three painful miscarriages. Kate and I grew further apart and often argued in public and stormed out on each other at home. I even hit her once, which I'm terribly ashamed of. This had to be the end. I filed for divorce but Kate refused to sign the documents. We decided to go for counselling, which helped us a lot and we agreed to try adoption, but we were turned down everywhere because of our marital problems.
We weren't going to give up on our quest for children. We found a surrogate mother, a young girl who needed some money, but she took the money and ran.
Surely- our lives couldn't get any worse at this point, but they did. A stranger came into put house pose as a repair man and raped Kate in the basement. He was a serial rapist who had killed four women, but thankfully our local security guards came to check on this so-called repair man and caught him. Poor Kate might have escaped with her life, but she was emotionally scarred. She was once the life and soul of any party, but now she retreated from her social life altogether. She was so scared to enter the basement that I had it converted into an indoor swimming pool but she still never goes down there alone.
I was beginning to think there was nothing I could do to put a smile back on my wife's face. I decided to do something extravagant and romantic. I filled our entire house with silvery balloons and a carpet of rose petals all the way to the bedroom. When Kate came back from shopping, she feel into my arms and we mad love all might. It was a magical experience, we felt so special, as if noone could harm us no more. Just for one night we left all our troubles outside the bedroom door.
Our night of loving wasn't just magical, it was a miracle because that was the night we made twwins! I can't tell you how proud and excited I was when little Joshua and Bonnie were born.
6. ..fated to love you..
I was in my 2nd year in college when i met this guy. He is my friend's neighbor. Meant to be, coz his cousin was my friend and gave his number to me,and then my friend, who used to be his neighbor,gave my number to him. For about a month, i already had his number but havent attempted to text or call him. 2 months later, i received a txt from someone, tried to check the name, and it was he. Pretending that i dont know him yet, i asked for his name.
"i'm justin, and u r??"he replied..
quite shocked.."justin???from wer r u??
I'm quite surprised coz my boyfriend's name that time was justin, and it made me think that perhaps he is just playing along with me or trying to test my honesty.
"im from tacloban,how bout u?do u have a boyfriend??..he stated..
upon surprise, i really thought that he was my boyfriend..
"yes i do..how r u bhe??i replied..
He was surprised about the text that i have sent him. And i realized as well that his name on my contacts was romnick. I asked him, r u justin??for real??coz according here,you're romnick??i txtd him
"ooopppss..pano mo nlaman??he replied..
ashamed about the txt..i explained..
"akala ko kc kaw ung bf ko kc same name niu eh.."
He laughed his heart out..To his surprise, he even called me that day and asked how come that i thought that his my bf..and there are lots of "justins" in the world..I'm really ashamed that i havent thought about that. I asked for an apology. And told him that i was shocked and i didnt mean to do that. He just laughed and told me that everything's fine.
Months passed, i havent received a txt from him anymore..
I used to play guitars, my uncle taught me the basic keys and strums on guitar. I knew a little, i tend to practice it once in a while so that i'll not forget about it..
One day, to my surprise, he txtdme.. I asked him that its been a while..Sending our regards to each other..We had this topic, he asked me if im musically inclined..I answered him with full conviction..
"ofcourse, i know how to sing and dance"..
"really??do u know how to play guitar??he asked..
"ofcourse i do" i replied
He was surprised that a girl can play guitar..I asked him y is he surprised.. he told me that he havent seen a girl playing in guitars..He asked me to teach him how to coz he want to learn..I was shocked as well, coz most of my boy friends..(lalaking friend) they all know how to..
I asked him if what he can offer..any talent fee will do..he just laughed and accepted it..
We pinned a day for us to meet and teach him what i know..Ashamed, i forgot my guitar..Surprisingly, when he arrived, he brought a guitar, i asked him who owns the guitar..he said, its his..i looked at him..and told him..
"which means you know how to play the guitar??..
He said no!..
After talking about our lives, i decided to start the session. I taught him all the basics that i know with regards to guitar playing..After everything..I gave him a song..and asked him to play it..
Surprisingly, he played the song very well..and i observed his hands..its very good..i gave him a look..i looked at him with a question on my eyes..
"i will asked you again, please tell me honestly, do u know how to play it??
he just smiled and said.."i'm actually a member of a band..I used to play lead guitar"..
I dont know how to react..It seems taht i want to walk out..Im really ashamed of what i have done..I taught him the basics and all the stuff that i know in guitar-playing,however it seems that, he already know everything..and "nagmagaling pa ko sa knya"...im really shy..
And then there's silence..I dont want to talk..Coz i dont know how to react..
Then i heard a music, and its one of my favorite..i just closed my eyes..and felt the music..it seems that im hearing it froma radio..then i opened my eyes, and then there was he, playing "it might be you"..staring at me..
While playing the song, he is telling a story..
"Nkikita na kita before, kapag bumibisita ka sa bahay ng frend mo..tinitingnan lang kita habang tumutugtog ng gitara..kya ko nga hiningi number mo sa knya eh..alam ko ring naggi2tara ka..kya naicp kong magpaturo sau, or naicp ko na gamitin un, pra lang mkita ka at makasama ka..sorry ha.."
I was shocked.. i want to giggle or laugh my heart out..then i cant think on what to say..
"ok lang ba kung ligawan kita??he asked..
"what?at bkit nman?i replied..
"dahil mahal kita..the first time i saw u..tumibok n ung puso ko..kya nilakasan ko na loob ko pra mkilala na kita ng personal..mahal na kita..noon pa.."
I dont know what to do..and at that time me and my bf just broke up..I dont know how to answer..He smiled..
"i understand..alam ko lahat..i can give you time to think..kahit gano pa ktagal..maghi2ntay ako..
Years passed, we enjoyed dating..we do have our common denominators..eating, singing, guitars..and then i realized, i cant afford to loose him...
Months passed, i accepted him..and then now..we are happy with each others arms..bragging for 4 years in the relationship..and aiming 100 years more..
7. 18 years later
We were just 15 years old when we met, a year later we were having our first baby. 7 years later we were married and having our second child.
Through the years we had our good and bad times but no matter how bad some of those times were we always thought of our children and would realize they were most important and being a family meant being together.
3 years after our 2nd daughter, came our 3rd daughter, another doll to our collection. After 3 girls I knew the odds of having a son was unthinkable. Keeping myself busy with 3 kids was a big job and being so young I didn't have much patience, but my husband was confident and wanted to try again. Well 3 years after our 3rd came our 4th, a little boy! I no longer can have children, but thankful and blessed with the most beautiful children god has given us.
I'm thankful for my husband who is so supportive of his family, so no matter how old or how bad times are, always remember who you are surrounded by, because family is there always to love and help you be strong.
8. 2nd Chance
A year ago I left the man I loved, all because I was afraid of commitment. I had been hurt so many times before. I was so afraid of becoming close to him. I ran every time some one said they loved me...
Jesse and I didn't really talk for almost a year and out of no where he text me. He was having trouble with his girlfriend and didn't know what to do. I tried to help as much as I could but I noticed I was becoming very jealous of her.
Then one day he told me that he was done with his girlfriend because he was falling for a girl that was always there for him when he needed it. I didn't really pay attention to it.Then I started to notice his friends would call me his girl and his best friend and I sat down and talked while we were at a party.
I found out a lot that night. I waited a while to talk to Jesse about everything. I knew I had fallen in love with him I just didn't want to tell Jesse. Jesse invited me over to watch movies and hang out which wasn't something new. We had been hanging out a lot lately.
We were sitting on his couch when the phone rang he got up to check who was calling he got a stern look on his face and sat down in front of me on the floor. I looked at him and asked if it was his ex. He kinda sighed and said yes. I gave him a hug and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at me and asked his he could tell me something. Of course I told him yes He kinda smiled and said I love you. I was stunned I didn't know what to say. I knew I loved him to but was I ready to tell him that. Was I ready for that commitment. I smiled and Said I love you too.
Jesse and I have been together for about a month now and I"m so happy. I wasnt sure if I was ready for the commitment but I know now that I I love Jesse and I'm not about to walk away from him again.
9. 4 years of heartache, and now hope
I am writing this because it really helps to get down on paper (per se) what I feel. Just getting this out there really takes some weight off my chest.
First off, maybe I'm strange, but I never understood the whole male sex thing. With me, the objective was never to just get the girl in bed(although that is a welcome activity). I wanted to Love, in the truest sense, I wanted to find the person that I will spend the rest of my life with. When I was 15, I found that person. Her name is Alexandra. She was so beautiful, 5' tall, green eyes, the perfect physique, I knew that I had to get to know her. Casual acquaintance led to dating, and I loved every minute of it. I felt like she was the only person that I could ever love, and strangely, I still feel that way after 4 years. I have had loves before her and after her, but nothing even comes close to filling the gaping hole in my heart that she left.
I want to be with her more than anything, but I am deeply saddened by the fact that it will probably never happen. I want to wake up beside her, I want to gaze into her beautiful green eyes, above all, I want to utter the simple phrase "I Love You" I want to get married, have 2 kids, and I want to work hard to support my family. I want to come home after a hard day at work and hold my baby, shut out the world outside and be wrapped in her all encompassing warmth. My love for her is unnatural. It is never changing, always pounding my brain with the utmost intensity. She once told me that whoever she was with, she ruined their lives, and that's true. You will never forget Alexandra as long as you live. You will love her until the day that you die, uttering her name in a vain last effort. Thus is the nature of loving the most beautiful person on earth.
Maybe this was the deepest problem in our relationship, no matter how much she loved me, I loved her more. I would die for her without hesitation, I would give my life to her as a gift if it would preserve her own. The last time I saw her I was a stupid kid. I was trying to be a "gangster" which was pretty funny :-). I was never comfortable with being myself, I always thought that she wouldn't like the real me. I did anything I could to impress her. I have not seen her or talked to her in 4 long years. So much has changed in 4 years, I have changed, and I assume she has too. I want the basic things in life, a good job, a family, but no matter how good my life ever gets it will mean nothing because Alexandra is not at my side.
Recently, I discovered that Alex had posted some ads on Craigslist looking for me. She said it was important the she saw me again. I can't even explain how happy this made me feel. It was like I finally saw a glimmer of hope for pursuing my undying love, a light at the end of the tunnel. As I write this, I have spent the past week obsessively searching for her. I only have one lead so far, and it seems like a dead end. Knowing that there is a slight possibility that Alex might still love me will fuel my search, no matter how long it takes. I will go to the ends of the earth to find her if I have to, I will keep searching every single day even if it takes years.
I am very worried about what will happen when I find her. What if she doesn't still love me? What if I profess my undying love and she thinks I'm an obsessive weirdo? What if she just wants to confirm the feeling that she doesn't love me anymore so she can get on with her life? I don't know what will happen, but I can always have hope. I hope that we can blossom a beautiful relationship again, I hope that we will get married, and that I can love her every day for the rest of my life. Until then I'll be waiting. The kid at the back of the coffee shop with a single red rose in my hand, I'll be waiting.
Thus is the nature of loving the most beautiful person on earth.
10. A Decade Too Long
After the first three years, I should have given up on Kevin. Something about him just kept pulling me back to him. It did not matter what he did, or how he showed me numerous times that he was not the one for me, I never gave up. I met this man when I was nineteen and here I am now thirty, still alone and no Kevin. Sad life, I lived ,making a man, an ultimate goal in life, without exploring other goals and other opportunities.
Realizing after all this time, I didn't like myself very much. He was a test from every angle. A test against my judgment, my morals, my intellect, my pride, my womanhood....The absolute worst a woman can have. And what was worse, I think I was more in "love" with the fact of breaking him down. It never happened.
Now, I cannot watch love stories, listen to overly romantic love songs, no jazz, nothing that could resurrect any memories of him. Being in a one-sided relationship is like inviting the devil into your heart to dance with you, seduce you with his good looks, make you laugh, make you cry, make you weep with ecstasy from the lovemaking. Only to wake up the next morning lying next to a fallacy. An demented illusion you do not recognized. Everything that he smiled at about you, turns to disdain, judgment and disgust. This how I felt when I was with Kevin. Nothing I ever did or said was right, and friends wonder what I saw in him, what made me stay as long as I did. How did I keep forgiving him after every infraction , with the degree of those infractions growing in intensity each and every time. I made myself a promise that I had to let him go, no matter how much I loved him or could not function without him, I had to. But , it had to take something drastic like sleeping with a coworker for me to leave him alone.
I was betrayed on both ends, because the coworker wasn't woman enough to let me know she liked him or that he had hit on her . And him, testing me on every front ,actually thinking, I would still be with him after that. Narcissism at it's finest, I had to let this cat go. I have to force myself not to remember anything about him and believe me, it's a battle everyday. I have to realize I never really lost anything, I'm old enough to know that real love don't feel like this. Real love will never ask you to compromise your beliefs, or ask you to stop being your real self..And it's through the grace and mercy of God, that I was able to finally let him go, because the kid was surely addicted, and addicted to nothing at that. How could I have been lost for so long? Why did it take this epiphany forever and day? A decade was a decade too long.
11. The unfinish Conversation
Girl: Hey baby i want to show you....
Boy: ( cutting her off ) Ugh I'm so mad
Girl: Why? Whats wrong ?
Boy: Ugh everything
Girl: Explain baby
Boy: Just lost a championship game,
parents flipped out on me for no reason,
and im catching a cold
Girl: Well hey there will always be other games,
you know I'll take care of you when your sick,
what your parents flip about ?
Boy: They are making me pay them for a car repair
Girl: Is it a lot of money
Boy: No it just sucks
Boy: But hey I dont feel well I'm going to go lay down
Boy: Bye
Girl: Wait I want to give you some...
Boy: Can't It wait 'til tommorow ?
Girl: Yeah, sure
Girl: Bye
Boy: Bye
2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she
goes.....
Her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead
Her friend was killed instantly....she's in critical condition
This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend.....
Sister: Omg ( crying )
Boy: What? Whats wrong ?
Sister: My sister...your girlfriend was involved in a major car wreck
Boy: Is she OK??????
Sister: She's in critical condition
Boy: I'll be there in 10 minutes
He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door
going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he
heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump oxygen into her lungs
Boy: She wanted to give me something or tell me something
Girls mom: Yeah this...
It was an envelope smelling like she sealed it with a kiss in lipstick
He opened it.....
It said ..... You're everything to me....I love you with everything I am
and everything I have...I want to spend the rest of my life with you
Sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went
to...
...and the first picture they took together
He kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture
It looked as if in the picture she was crying
Then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced dead.
That moment his own heart stopped too .......
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.
2. 15 months of betrayal
20 April, 2009
I live in this country, and he was just studying here. We were close family friends, that's how we met.. at the time i was going through a bad relationship with my ex. and he was going through a rough patch with his then girlfriend as well.
we would always talk to each other, and seek each others advice, and soon in time we started falling for each other.. and then came our first date..
he made me smile the biggest smile, and he was so very nice to me. always knew how to make me happy.. and soon he graduated, and it was time for him to return home to his own country. so of course, you can guess the pain i went through.. but our love was saved, cause my parents were kind enough to let me go and be with him.. they paid for my air ticket, and i was away from them for 6 months.. and in that 6 months, i went through so much hell with my boyfriend's mother and my very own relatives..
the first aunt i went to stay with was a nightmare.. she never let me out the house, never let me see my boyfriend.. she thinks its a bad idea for a girl to see her loved one everyday.. kept me locked up in the house and blamed every wrong thing on me even though it wasn't my fault.. i cried myself to sleep for 3 months, feeling depressed and missing my family very much.. but i thought to myself "its ok, im here with my boyfriend and im doing this for him"..
that's what kept me strong.
but after 3 months of nightmarish reality, i decided that it was enough. so i went to live with my second aunt.. first two weeks was good, i had abit of freedom, got to go out though i had a curfue, but i didnt mind it because it was way past the time i would normally reach home.. i was allowed to use the home phone, the laptop, was allowed to watch what ever show i want.. it was heaven.. but soon in time, things died down and everything turned sour. till this day, i still dont know what i did wrong..
her husband stopped talking to me for a reason i dont know why, my cousin treated me with so much disrespect, calling me ugly names, her brother ignored me like as if i didnt exist.. and soon i wasnt allowed to eat anymore..
my aunt said "theres only enough food for my family".. so i went out for dinner instead.. the worst though was when she handed me a towel that she had already used to wipe the dirt off the floors and walls and let me use it to wipe my face.. i didnt know what she did till after i used it when she told me..
through out this whole 6 months of hell, not once my boyfriend stood by my side and comforted me.. his mother hates me, and all because i failed to make good conversation with her.. but hey i cant help it if im shy, and i know for a fact that i tried my very best.. she just wasnt pleased with my shyness. i tried to make her happy, i bought her a birthday gift worth 200$, i came over and she pushed me away, ignoring me not wanting to speak with me..
all my boyfriend could say was "you're not trying hard enough" and he got
angry at me for crying and feeling hurt.. i travelled 2 hours everyday by bus just to see him after work, spent an hour with him and then 2 hours back home, i waited 2 hours for him after work once, the longest i waited was 5 hours, i went all out for his birthday, took him to dinner at a 5star hotel, spent 200$ on dinner and 300$ presents. bought him nike shoes, watch and gave him a box full of memories. he said its the best birthday he's ever had..
soon 6 months came to an end and it was time for me to go home.. was away for 1 month when he decided to break up with me. his excuse was "my mum doesnt want us to be together".. i tried my best to change his mind, i called is parents and begged for their forgiveness but they just said no..
and then i found out, 2 weeks after breaking up with me, he got engaged..
i went through hell for 6 months for him, i suffered all the nightmares for him.. and in return all i get is a broken heart..
3. A crush
My first thought in my mind was whoa he's the sweetes most down to earth guy on the planet.
my best friend Charlotte had a sleep-over. I went to hang out since i hadn't seen her all week. Both our families were so close. Charlotte had a brother named Dustin. She talked about him but i never met Dustin.
I was dared to go upstairs and I began to walk up the steps in to the dark. Then i smashed in to someone. I began to scream. Then two strong arms lifted me up on my feet. The lights switched on and then i saw a boy. Cute emerald eyes and dirty blond hair.He was smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile back. Then he walked away into his room. Through the whole entire night all i could think about was him, Dustin.
After a while I was in high school tenth grade and already a varsity cheerleader. Lucky for me Dustin was on the varsity foot ball team but he was a senior in highschool and with the slutiest cheerleader in school Destiny I was pretty and platinum blond with sea-blue eyes. but me and her were two different people.
One day i decided to drive over to see Charlotte. We were in the same group for our project and we were going to work at her house today since yesterday we worked at my house.
It was quiet in her house until she ran to hug me.
"Ooops! We have to be quiet Dustin is in a horribble mood he dumped that slut Destiny she cheated on him and he really hasn't smiled all week. Vanessa Mathers that other soccer chick came over to hook-up but he did'nt wanna see her, so Im gonna stab that firkin' hor!" Charlotte said.
"Is he okay?" I asked her.
"NO" she replied.
we went up to her room and began to work on our project. Until she had to leave and get more ink for her printer. I was alone in her room till i tried to carry our heavy structure we built. Then those same strong hands lifted it.
"Thank you! God that was heavy." I said exhausted.
"Yeah? well need help with the hot glue gun? Or anything?"
he asked
"Yes. How do you work it?" I asked.
"I'll glue you hold okay or just type your report." he said.
I nodded and began to type and tell him where to glue the things. We were talking and laughing at the same time.I felt on top of the world with him. Like we were meant. He kept complimenting me and my atttitude. Charlotte came when we were practically done and needed printng.
"Oh my gosh! That's great! we are nearly done Dustin hook-up the ink stuff please." She said. He felt a little upset she came i could see it in his eyes. When he hooked it up we were done and i was ready to go home. I wish we could talk more.
Charlotte came over the next day."How ya been?"she said.
"Not much." I replied.
"Yes. Much way too much with my brother Dustin. He really likes you even before at our 6th grade slumber party the next day all he talked about was how you two rammed into eachother, Do you like him?" sh asked.
"I do like him but your my best frend." i said.
"But what my brother asks why you don't come over half of the time talk to him call him say something!" sh urged.
i picked up my iphone and began to dial him. he picked up.
"Hey Kaylie?" he said.
"Yeah, It's me so can we talk?" i said.
"Did i do something?" he asked.
"No i wos just really think about you all the time." I said
"So do i but i thought you had better things in life, so i didnt tell you." He said.
"Better things than you?" not really you are the best thing that has happened to me" I said.
"Well will you be my girlfriend or should i tell you in person." he said.
"Good enough for me. Bye i love you." i said.
"me too" he said
from then on we see each other.
4. A funeral gone wrong…
What do you do, when you're standing at work. The phone rings. Hello. Kevin died. What? How? When? So many questions. So few answers. I only know what the papers say. He got killed in a tree trimming accident. A branch fell, and hit him. He died in the hospital. Why didn't anyone call? Why didn't I get to say "Goodbye?" Why, Mom? Why, Kevin? I gathered myself that day. Thoughts never leaving my mind, just circling around, trying to figure out the answers to the things I didn't know. Pick up the phone. Becky? Kevin died. Crying hysterically. I know. I didn't think you'd care. What? How could you know and not tell me that my best friend just died? How could you do this? You knew! You didn't tell me. I hate you. I never want to talk to you again. Slamming the phone down, I felt like I had no one. How could this happen? Three days earlier he had been standing there at the pizza shop, talking to me. Telling me he loved me. Begging me for one more chance. I laughed it off. We had a great relationship, while it lasted. He had a lot of family problems that got in our way. He lived in a group home. Abandoned by 2 parents. Separated from the brother and sister they decided to keep. They missed out. They gave up the best thing to ever happen to them.
Two days later, it was time for the funeral. Dressed in black, my Mom on one arm, and a friend on the other for support- we gathered our thoughts and headed into the funeral home. Mom! Why? Kevin lay there in the very clothes that he died in. The dirty, ripped, blood-stained clothes that he had worn to cut down trees. That's what they chose to bury him in. That's all the more they cared for their son. As they stand in front; Mother in sweat pants, a tee-shirt and tennis shoes. The father not much better. Kevin had a purple "do-rag" on his head. Probably to cover his wounds from falling out of the tree. His arms were covered in dirt. The same dirt that he fell into. You could see the clean spot on his arm, where the doctor had placed the I.V. After a very sad funeral he was to buried as his wishes. But, wait. That was too expensive. So, let's cremate him. The one thing he hated with all his passion. He believed that burning the body after death was the cruelest thing you could do to a person. So, it's no wonder that's what they chose to do. They never cared about him. And had I known earlier. I wouldn't have let them do that to him.
For 3 years I have hated his family for doing this to him. And in my heart, I believe that he was killed for his money. He had been saving. He wanted to get his own apartment to show me he could be responsible. He was in the process of finding his very first own home. He always considered my house his real home. And my parents were his parents. He wrote to me in a notebook every night before he went to bed. And when I saw him 3 days prior to his death, he was finishing it up to mail to me. His diary of thoughts. Because he had no one to talk to, no one to care for him. Needless to say, I never saw the notebook after he passed. And I don't believe I ever will. I don't believe that he had a proper burial, and his ashes were probably thrown away after everyone left.
A few days later, when I could muster a few words through the tears, I managed to have my own little memorial in my bedroom. I gathered his pictures, and love notes, and gifts in a pile, and went through each one remembering the good times we shared. I said later to him that day, because it will never be goodbye. I'll see him again someday. But until I walk through the pearly gates, I know he's watching over me to keep me safe. And even though I have moved on, Kevin will always remain in my heart, and as the best friend I lost, and the dear departed boyfriend passed.
Thank you for listening to me babble. For 3 years I've been keeping this bottled up inside. It feels so good to finally tell the world how I really feel.
5. My Flight Of Fantasy
It was eleven years ago and I was on a flight to Los Angeles. This wasn't just business or a holiday; I was on my way to live in LA for good. My sister had convinced me that I stood a better chance with my construction busneiss in the USA, so I was on my way.
Everyone on the flight was asleep except my three-year-old niece. I awoke with a start to find her gone from her seat. The adrenalin kicked in and I scurried around the aircraft in a small panic. There weren't that many places to look and eventually I found her in the corkpit, sitting on the lap of the co-pilot. I am ashamed to say I was speechless at seeing a women in control of the aircraft and she must have realised it because my jaw practically hit the cabin floor. Kate cracked a few jokes about my niece flying the aeroplane and I relaxed. In the end, we talked for a good couple of hours. By the end of the conversation, we arranged to meet up at the hotel in LA.
With our feet on solid ground, we continued to hit it off in a manner I have never experienced before. Kate and I met whenever she was on a stopover or when I was on business in London. After a year of this I knew Kate was the women for me. I decided I was going to pop the question, but wanted it to be the perfect romantic moment. I froze her engagment ring in an ice cube and slipped it into her glass of Coke, but because of the dark liquid she didn't see it and nearly swallowed it. I grabbed the drink from her and ruined her favourite sweater in the process. The next attempt was a jack-in-the-box. On the lid I wrote my proposition and put the ring on the jack's hand. When it open, it nearly gave her a heart attack and she began to hit me with the box before bursting into tears and accepting my offer. A fairytale wedding followed a year later in LA.
Now it seemed as if my lift was perfect. My business was more successful than I ever imagined and I used my construction skills to build Kate the house of her dreams, which she called her "Little White Palace". We really wanted children. Kate had a plan to enjoy her career first, then to retire to look after kids.
After seven years wewere still childless but then disaster struck. Kate was involved in an air accident that keft her in a coma for two weeks. She did wake up, but she was paralysed from the waist down. Amazingly her doctor in intensive care was a researcher into paralysis and offered an experimental operation and treatment. The seventeen-hour opertion miraculously worked, but it was still a long road to recovery. Kate had to learn to walk all over again. It was a testing time, full of tears and arguments but in the end, it brought us even closer.
Kate's flying days were obviously over. We decided it was "now or never" for children, so we tried - and tried. Eventually we tried IVF six times, which resulted in three painful miscarriages. Kate and I grew further apart and often argued in public and stormed out on each other at home. I even hit her once, which I'm terribly ashamed of. This had to be the end. I filed for divorce but Kate refused to sign the documents. We decided to go for counselling, which helped us a lot and we agreed to try adoption, but we were turned down everywhere because of our marital problems.
We weren't going to give up on our quest for children. We found a surrogate mother, a young girl who needed some money, but she took the money and ran.
Surely- our lives couldn't get any worse at this point, but they did. A stranger came into put house pose as a repair man and raped Kate in the basement. He was a serial rapist who had killed four women, but thankfully our local security guards came to check on this so-called repair man and caught him. Poor Kate might have escaped with her life, but she was emotionally scarred. She was once the life and soul of any party, but now she retreated from her social life altogether. She was so scared to enter the basement that I had it converted into an indoor swimming pool but she still never goes down there alone.
I was beginning to think there was nothing I could do to put a smile back on my wife's face. I decided to do something extravagant and romantic. I filled our entire house with silvery balloons and a carpet of rose petals all the way to the bedroom. When Kate came back from shopping, she feel into my arms and we mad love all might. It was a magical experience, we felt so special, as if noone could harm us no more. Just for one night we left all our troubles outside the bedroom door.
Our night of loving wasn't just magical, it was a miracle because that was the night we made twwins! I can't tell you how proud and excited I was when little Joshua and Bonnie were born.
6. ..fated to love you..
I was in my 2nd year in college when i met this guy. He is my friend's neighbor. Meant to be, coz his cousin was my friend and gave his number to me,and then my friend, who used to be his neighbor,gave my number to him. For about a month, i already had his number but havent attempted to text or call him. 2 months later, i received a txt from someone, tried to check the name, and it was he. Pretending that i dont know him yet, i asked for his name.
"i'm justin, and u r??"he replied..
quite shocked.."justin???from wer r u??
I'm quite surprised coz my boyfriend's name that time was justin, and it made me think that perhaps he is just playing along with me or trying to test my honesty.
"im from tacloban,how bout u?do u have a boyfriend??..he stated..
upon surprise, i really thought that he was my boyfriend..
"yes i do..how r u bhe??i replied..
He was surprised about the text that i have sent him. And i realized as well that his name on my contacts was romnick. I asked him, r u justin??for real??coz according here,you're romnick??i txtd him
"ooopppss..pano mo nlaman??he replied..
ashamed about the txt..i explained..
"akala ko kc kaw ung bf ko kc same name niu eh.."
He laughed his heart out..To his surprise, he even called me that day and asked how come that i thought that his my bf..and there are lots of "justins" in the world..I'm really ashamed that i havent thought about that. I asked for an apology. And told him that i was shocked and i didnt mean to do that. He just laughed and told me that everything's fine.
Months passed, i havent received a txt from him anymore..
I used to play guitars, my uncle taught me the basic keys and strums on guitar. I knew a little, i tend to practice it once in a while so that i'll not forget about it..
One day, to my surprise, he txtdme.. I asked him that its been a while..Sending our regards to each other..We had this topic, he asked me if im musically inclined..I answered him with full conviction..
"ofcourse, i know how to sing and dance"..
"really??do u know how to play guitar??he asked..
"ofcourse i do" i replied
He was surprised that a girl can play guitar..I asked him y is he surprised.. he told me that he havent seen a girl playing in guitars..He asked me to teach him how to coz he want to learn..I was shocked as well, coz most of my boy friends..(lalaking friend) they all know how to..
I asked him if what he can offer..any talent fee will do..he just laughed and accepted it..
We pinned a day for us to meet and teach him what i know..Ashamed, i forgot my guitar..Surprisingly, when he arrived, he brought a guitar, i asked him who owns the guitar..he said, its his..i looked at him..and told him..
"which means you know how to play the guitar??..
He said no!..
After talking about our lives, i decided to start the session. I taught him all the basics that i know with regards to guitar playing..After everything..I gave him a song..and asked him to play it..
Surprisingly, he played the song very well..and i observed his hands..its very good..i gave him a look..i looked at him with a question on my eyes..
"i will asked you again, please tell me honestly, do u know how to play it??
he just smiled and said.."i'm actually a member of a band..I used to play lead guitar"..
I dont know how to react..It seems taht i want to walk out..Im really ashamed of what i have done..I taught him the basics and all the stuff that i know in guitar-playing,however it seems that, he already know everything..and "nagmagaling pa ko sa knya"...im really shy..
And then there's silence..I dont want to talk..Coz i dont know how to react..
Then i heard a music, and its one of my favorite..i just closed my eyes..and felt the music..it seems that im hearing it froma radio..then i opened my eyes, and then there was he, playing "it might be you"..staring at me..
While playing the song, he is telling a story..
"Nkikita na kita before, kapag bumibisita ka sa bahay ng frend mo..tinitingnan lang kita habang tumutugtog ng gitara..kya ko nga hiningi number mo sa knya eh..alam ko ring naggi2tara ka..kya naicp kong magpaturo sau, or naicp ko na gamitin un, pra lang mkita ka at makasama ka..sorry ha.."
I was shocked.. i want to giggle or laugh my heart out..then i cant think on what to say..
"ok lang ba kung ligawan kita??he asked..
"what?at bkit nman?i replied..
"dahil mahal kita..the first time i saw u..tumibok n ung puso ko..kya nilakasan ko na loob ko pra mkilala na kita ng personal..mahal na kita..noon pa.."
I dont know what to do..and at that time me and my bf just broke up..I dont know how to answer..He smiled..
"i understand..alam ko lahat..i can give you time to think..kahit gano pa ktagal..maghi2ntay ako..
Years passed, we enjoyed dating..we do have our common denominators..eating, singing, guitars..and then i realized, i cant afford to loose him...
Months passed, i accepted him..and then now..we are happy with each others arms..bragging for 4 years in the relationship..and aiming 100 years more..
7. 18 years later
We were just 15 years old when we met, a year later we were having our first baby. 7 years later we were married and having our second child.
Through the years we had our good and bad times but no matter how bad some of those times were we always thought of our children and would realize they were most important and being a family meant being together.
3 years after our 2nd daughter, came our 3rd daughter, another doll to our collection. After 3 girls I knew the odds of having a son was unthinkable. Keeping myself busy with 3 kids was a big job and being so young I didn't have much patience, but my husband was confident and wanted to try again. Well 3 years after our 3rd came our 4th, a little boy! I no longer can have children, but thankful and blessed with the most beautiful children god has given us.
I'm thankful for my husband who is so supportive of his family, so no matter how old or how bad times are, always remember who you are surrounded by, because family is there always to love and help you be strong.
8. 2nd Chance
A year ago I left the man I loved, all because I was afraid of commitment. I had been hurt so many times before. I was so afraid of becoming close to him. I ran every time some one said they loved me...
Jesse and I didn't really talk for almost a year and out of no where he text me. He was having trouble with his girlfriend and didn't know what to do. I tried to help as much as I could but I noticed I was becoming very jealous of her.
Then one day he told me that he was done with his girlfriend because he was falling for a girl that was always there for him when he needed it. I didn't really pay attention to it.Then I started to notice his friends would call me his girl and his best friend and I sat down and talked while we were at a party.
I found out a lot that night. I waited a while to talk to Jesse about everything. I knew I had fallen in love with him I just didn't want to tell Jesse. Jesse invited me over to watch movies and hang out which wasn't something new. We had been hanging out a lot lately.
We were sitting on his couch when the phone rang he got up to check who was calling he got a stern look on his face and sat down in front of me on the floor. I looked at him and asked if it was his ex. He kinda sighed and said yes. I gave him a hug and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at me and asked his he could tell me something. Of course I told him yes He kinda smiled and said I love you. I was stunned I didn't know what to say. I knew I loved him to but was I ready to tell him that. Was I ready for that commitment. I smiled and Said I love you too.
Jesse and I have been together for about a month now and I"m so happy. I wasnt sure if I was ready for the commitment but I know now that I I love Jesse and I'm not about to walk away from him again.
9. 4 years of heartache, and now hope
I am writing this because it really helps to get down on paper (per se) what I feel. Just getting this out there really takes some weight off my chest.
First off, maybe I'm strange, but I never understood the whole male sex thing. With me, the objective was never to just get the girl in bed(although that is a welcome activity). I wanted to Love, in the truest sense, I wanted to find the person that I will spend the rest of my life with. When I was 15, I found that person. Her name is Alexandra. She was so beautiful, 5' tall, green eyes, the perfect physique, I knew that I had to get to know her. Casual acquaintance led to dating, and I loved every minute of it. I felt like she was the only person that I could ever love, and strangely, I still feel that way after 4 years. I have had loves before her and after her, but nothing even comes close to filling the gaping hole in my heart that she left.
I want to be with her more than anything, but I am deeply saddened by the fact that it will probably never happen. I want to wake up beside her, I want to gaze into her beautiful green eyes, above all, I want to utter the simple phrase "I Love You" I want to get married, have 2 kids, and I want to work hard to support my family. I want to come home after a hard day at work and hold my baby, shut out the world outside and be wrapped in her all encompassing warmth. My love for her is unnatural. It is never changing, always pounding my brain with the utmost intensity. She once told me that whoever she was with, she ruined their lives, and that's true. You will never forget Alexandra as long as you live. You will love her until the day that you die, uttering her name in a vain last effort. Thus is the nature of loving the most beautiful person on earth.
Maybe this was the deepest problem in our relationship, no matter how much she loved me, I loved her more. I would die for her without hesitation, I would give my life to her as a gift if it would preserve her own. The last time I saw her I was a stupid kid. I was trying to be a "gangster" which was pretty funny :-). I was never comfortable with being myself, I always thought that she wouldn't like the real me. I did anything I could to impress her. I have not seen her or talked to her in 4 long years. So much has changed in 4 years, I have changed, and I assume she has too. I want the basic things in life, a good job, a family, but no matter how good my life ever gets it will mean nothing because Alexandra is not at my side.
Recently, I discovered that Alex had posted some ads on Craigslist looking for me. She said it was important the she saw me again. I can't even explain how happy this made me feel. It was like I finally saw a glimmer of hope for pursuing my undying love, a light at the end of the tunnel. As I write this, I have spent the past week obsessively searching for her. I only have one lead so far, and it seems like a dead end. Knowing that there is a slight possibility that Alex might still love me will fuel my search, no matter how long it takes. I will go to the ends of the earth to find her if I have to, I will keep searching every single day even if it takes years.
I am very worried about what will happen when I find her. What if she doesn't still love me? What if I profess my undying love and she thinks I'm an obsessive weirdo? What if she just wants to confirm the feeling that she doesn't love me anymore so she can get on with her life? I don't know what will happen, but I can always have hope. I hope that we can blossom a beautiful relationship again, I hope that we will get married, and that I can love her every day for the rest of my life. Until then I'll be waiting. The kid at the back of the coffee shop with a single red rose in my hand, I'll be waiting.
Thus is the nature of loving the most beautiful person on earth.
10. A Decade Too Long
After the first three years, I should have given up on Kevin. Something about him just kept pulling me back to him. It did not matter what he did, or how he showed me numerous times that he was not the one for me, I never gave up. I met this man when I was nineteen and here I am now thirty, still alone and no Kevin. Sad life, I lived ,making a man, an ultimate goal in life, without exploring other goals and other opportunities.
Realizing after all this time, I didn't like myself very much. He was a test from every angle. A test against my judgment, my morals, my intellect, my pride, my womanhood....The absolute worst a woman can have. And what was worse, I think I was more in "love" with the fact of breaking him down. It never happened.
Now, I cannot watch love stories, listen to overly romantic love songs, no jazz, nothing that could resurrect any memories of him. Being in a one-sided relationship is like inviting the devil into your heart to dance with you, seduce you with his good looks, make you laugh, make you cry, make you weep with ecstasy from the lovemaking. Only to wake up the next morning lying next to a fallacy. An demented illusion you do not recognized. Everything that he smiled at about you, turns to disdain, judgment and disgust. This how I felt when I was with Kevin. Nothing I ever did or said was right, and friends wonder what I saw in him, what made me stay as long as I did. How did I keep forgiving him after every infraction , with the degree of those infractions growing in intensity each and every time. I made myself a promise that I had to let him go, no matter how much I loved him or could not function without him, I had to. But , it had to take something drastic like sleeping with a coworker for me to leave him alone.
I was betrayed on both ends, because the coworker wasn't woman enough to let me know she liked him or that he had hit on her . And him, testing me on every front ,actually thinking, I would still be with him after that. Narcissism at it's finest, I had to let this cat go. I have to force myself not to remember anything about him and believe me, it's a battle everyday. I have to realize I never really lost anything, I'm old enough to know that real love don't feel like this. Real love will never ask you to compromise your beliefs, or ask you to stop being your real self..And it's through the grace and mercy of God, that I was able to finally let him go, because the kid was surely addicted, and addicted to nothing at that. How could I have been lost for so long? Why did it take this epiphany forever and day? A decade was a decade too long.
11. The unfinish Conversation
Girl: Hey baby i want to show you....
Boy: ( cutting her off ) Ugh I'm so mad
Girl: Why? Whats wrong ?
Boy: Ugh everything
Girl: Explain baby
Boy: Just lost a championship game,
parents flipped out on me for no reason,
and im catching a cold
Girl: Well hey there will always be other games,
you know I'll take care of you when your sick,
what your parents flip about ?
Boy: They are making me pay them for a car repair
Girl: Is it a lot of money
Boy: No it just sucks
Boy: But hey I dont feel well I'm going to go lay down
Boy: Bye
Girl: Wait I want to give you some...
Boy: Can't It wait 'til tommorow ?
Girl: Yeah, sure
Girl: Bye
Boy: Bye
2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she
goes.....
Her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead
Her friend was killed instantly....she's in critical condition
This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend.....
Sister: Omg ( crying )
Boy: What? Whats wrong ?
Sister: My sister...your girlfriend was involved in a major car wreck
Boy: Is she OK??????
Sister: She's in critical condition
Boy: I'll be there in 10 minutes
He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door
going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he
heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump oxygen into her lungs
Boy: She wanted to give me something or tell me something
Girls mom: Yeah this...
It was an envelope smelling like she sealed it with a kiss in lipstick
He opened it.....
It said ..... You're everything to me....I love you with everything I am
and everything I have...I want to spend the rest of my life with you
Sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went
to...
...and the first picture they took together
He kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture
It looked as if in the picture she was crying
Then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced dead.
That moment his own heart stopped too .......
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