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The memories of you

Posted on : 04-02-2013 | By : Unchange | In : Romance Love Story

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I decided to write my story because I could not bear it any longer, everything about you imprinted in my heart and remain unchanged. Your present has always been with me, your touches are still here. I could feel my love for you will not fade.

Its has been ten years and I have spent all that time loving only one person and that is my sweetheart (first love). Times have changed our surrounding but it has not washed away the memories of you.

I remember the first time we kissed. It was raining and we walked through the park. We took a detour to delay my journey home. No matter how hard the rain falls and it was very windy. We were powering through the heavy rain. You wrapped me with your arm tight against my shoulder. You held me very tense and rough. It was your first experiences and I was your first girlfriend. However, I felt safe with the your embrace. Every times. I looked up at you and you smiled back at me. My face were red like a peach and my heart were pounding fast and faster. I was shy. I was in love with you. I wanted to put my arms around. I placed my hand around your waist.

As we kept walking along the park and arrived at the river. Our holds became tighter and tighter. The rains was pouring and we were totally wet. You looked down at me and said” Are you ok?” I nodded my head and gave you a smile and it was your first questions that you asked to break the silence.. Suddenly, you leaned over and stole your first kiss.

I will continue …

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Age Doesn’t Matter.

Posted on : 02-02-2013 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : Romance Love Story, Secret Love

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we met late 2010, but some of my other friends had already none him for a couple years. I would’ve been 12, Him, 17. we lost touch for awhile when he got kicked out of his house…. but we started talking again about six months ago. we’ve always connected easily… and the weird thing is I’ve even had dreams about events in his life that he hadn’t told me about until I had described the dreams… But anyway, He’s my Best Friend. He always looks after me, and he’s the only person I feel Completly safe with. I turn 15 next month, he turns 20 in 6 months. I know it’s illegal… but he’s just… everything to me. and I know he loves me back. I can feel it. we promised eachother to wait until we’re older, so that people won’t try to tear us apart, but we still love eachother, and he’s still my everything. I wish people would understand that age doesn’t matter if you’re really in love. it would be a lot easier…

(Screen) Name: LetsNotAskWhyItsNotRight

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EMILY

Posted on : 23-01-2013 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : Lost and Love, Romance Love Story

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(This is inspired by a true story . All events are true, I just added and edited some cute details. So okay, this is a story about my dad’s unmarried bestfriend. Excuse the way I wrote this, I’m not really good at writting stories. So I would call this freestyling baby haha )

7 years old

Watching my outside the window from my mother’s office, I saw this pretty little girl about my age. She was no ordinary girl, to me she looks like an angel. Pale skin, black hair, and a very weak but beautiful smile. Yes, she smiled at me. My heart leaped and I smiled back at her like a little kid about to be given a lollipop. I bolted out of my mother’s office and ran to the bus stop where she was standing, my mother’s secretary chasing me. “Heeeeeeeeeeeey” I jumped and waved at her. She giggled and waved at me from inside the bus. “You’re pretty” I called out she smiled and stuck her head out of the bus. I Pointed at myself “I’m trent”.. “I’m Emily” She called back. The bus started driving away she smiled at me “Bye Treeeeeeent!” we waved at each other. I had this puppy dog pout while waving as the bus drove away until it was out of my sight. “Gotcha!” My mother’s secretary grabbed my collar and dragged me back into the building calling me a “Little devil”.

17 years old

I was kicked out of the private school for causing too much trouble. “He would get in to fist fights, pull pranks on the teachers, turn the whole classroom into a circus . He influenced a lot of students to be more like him and one more thing, he’s a heart breaker he broke almost all the girl’s heart , even my daughter’s.” enumerated the school administrator purposely. “So You are saying this school is incapable of disciplining one child?” My mother raised her voice. The school administrator told my mother. “Your child is beyond discipline Mrs. Stanford. all his offense filed up together is more than enough to kick him out, I’m sorry”. My mother stormed out of the office angrily. “Well jack, it was a real pleasure doing business with you” I took his apple and chuckled. “Why You heathen” He turned red and I ran out of the room laughing.

The drive home was long and quiet. I kept trying to start a conversation with my mother but she wouldn’t talk. She just had this angry look on her face. When we reached home, My mother gave me a long hard pinch on the side . “Owwww! mum I’ll behave I promise” I pleaded then she released me. My mother was the type of mother that would choose to believe whatever excuse I have than others and I love her a lot.

Public school

My first day in school, the teachers in every class started off by introducing me to the whole class and I immediately gained friends. There was this one classmate that caught my attention though, she wasn’t interested in me or wouldn’t even look at me . I sat next to her to find out that mystery. “Hey” I extended my hand to her, she continued reading her book and shook my hand without looking at me. “I’m Trent” I said confidently. “Cool. I’m emily” she said plainly. I was gonna say something more but she told me to hush. No one ever told me to hush before. Why isn’t she attracted to me? oh maybe she’s lesbian.

Next day

“Hey lesbian Emily” I greeted her while leaning on the locker beside hers. She stared at me, it was the first time I saw her face clearly. She looked really familiar but I couldn’t remember who. I searched the back of my mind while staring back at her until I remembered. Pale skin, Black hair, Pretty face, and Emily. “You’re Emily!” My eyes widened. “Yea you knew that since yesterday brotha’ now will you please vanish” she waved me off. I had this shocked happy face on that creeped her out. “Emily, Don’t you remember me?” .. “…No, I don’t know you and you are creepy” she replied with a creeped out tone and started walking away. A lot of people started looking at us and the girls gave her an annoyed look as she walked past them. “Remember that kid from 10 years ago who ran outside the hospital just to say you’re pretty” I followed her. She stopped on her tracks , turned at me with wide eyes and smiled. “But you were chubby then” she stared at me curiously. “You find me attractive now aye?” I said cheekily. “No that little chubby kid who looked like a penguin has always been my ideal guy” she smiled and her face turned soft. “Isn’t this weird, like the chances of us meeting again after how many years.. Wooow” we were so amazed ” Well The penguin never had the chance to hug you” she chuckled and hugged me. “Will you walk me to class mr. penguin?” .. “I’d love to” then i walked her to class , leaving everyone curious.

COLLEGE

Emily and I started dating when we were in college, and we never got bored of each other even though we didn’t see each other as much. She was busy with her studies, she made me busy with mine and thanks to that I was able to graduate on time.

2 years after college

“You’ve been working too much again baby” I hugged emily from behind and kissed her cheek. “I have to” she kissed my lips softly. “Is it just me or you look more pale than usual, you look so frail” I eyed her. “You’re thinking too much, go back to bed love” she caressed my face. “Okayy…” I sighed. “Actually, I’m not going back to bed unless I take you with me” I lifted her and took her to bed . That night we made love.

I woke up to the most beautiful face smiling at me, caressing me. “I love you” those were the first words that came out of my mind. “I love you until the day I die” she said softly. I sat up and pulled her to an embrace. she kissed my bare chest. “Emily?”.. “Yea?” .. I took a small box from the end table and took out the ring. “Will you marry me?” … “I … can’t” she started sobbing and I was so confused and surprised. She wouldn’t tell me no matter how much i tried. I suspected that she did something so I stormed off the house and went to leave with my bestfriend. I didn’t come home for two days, then I saw her leave the bistro with a fine looking man about my age. He opened the door for her then they drove off. I came home to our house that night, not to get back with her but to pack my things. She gave me a painful smile and tried to hug me but I didn’t let her. I packed all my things without saying a word to her, she kept crying begging me to stay. “Is he the reason why you can’t marry me Emily? huh?” I yelled at her. “No, It’s not what you think” she reasoned. “Then explain to me what’s going on?” … ” I can’t , not now” .. “Wrong answer, you just ran out of time goodbye” She was on the floor hugging my legs, still begging ang crying. I took her hands off me and walked out.

3 months after, 5:am

Emily’s mother called me asking me to meet her at the hospital and I did. The first thing she did was slap me. “You did this to my daughter”. she tried to fight the tears from coming out of her face. “What’s going on?” I was so confused and panic started flooding my head. “Of course you never knew, follow me” I followed her and when we opened the door. I didn’t recognize the girl laying down on the bed. She’s bald, so thin and weak. I convinced myself to believe that its not emily then recognized the ring she’s wearing. It was my emily, my love. I started walking towards her but her mother told me not to wake her up since, she needed rest for another chemotherapy. “Why did you just tell me now?” .. “She kept it to herself until she couldn’t take it anymore, We didn’t expect it to come back” she started crying. “She had it when she was just 6 years old, it went away but now it’s back. all the doctors could tell us is to pray for a miracle” she covered her mouth while she was crying. I bolted out of the hospital. I cried so hard inside my car, I went crazy, I couldn’t process everything. I kept screaming and pulling my hair. I was in a state of shock and denial. Maybe emily was just playing a prank on me? Must be like that yea? Emily is too strong to get sick. “I love you until the day I die” those words that emily said kept replaying on my mind. The scene at the house when she begged me. IT WAS ALL MY FAULT . I cried so hard inside my car. Can you imagine the love of your life about to be taken away from you?… I stared at the rosary hanging on the mirror of my car. I took it out, and started asking God why this has to happen. “God please send me an angel, make her well please, I believe in miracles please let one happen now, please” I kept begging God then my irrational side came out. I stared angrily at the rosary “Why are you taking her? Why?” I threw the rosary outside. I fell asleep crying. My mother came and woke me up and I started crying again. She hugged me tightly, trying to relieve me. “My baby boy, stop everythings gonna be okay?” she stared into my swollen eyes. “No it’s not mom” I was like a little boy. “We’re gonna get through this okay, Okay?” my mother assured me. I couldn’t understand her anymore. She Slapped me “Snap out of it Trent, do you want her to get worse? Don’t you think you being like this wont affect her?” I stopped crying and inhaled deeply. I went home with my mother to take a shower and fix myself. I bought the best bouquet the flower shop could make for me. It’s so hard not to break down and cry as I walked closer to her room. I opened the door , and walked over to Emily. She was surprised to see me , tears started pooling her eyes but I kissed them away. “I missed you” she pouted. “I’m sorry” she put her finger on my mouth. “I don’t want to hear that” her voice was pleading. I just nodded. I kissed her finger and she smiled. “I’m so ugly baby” she pouted. “Are you kidding me?, this flower is not even half as beautiful as you” I forced a smile. “Oh stop it” she chuckled. “I love you more than anything in this world emily”.. “I love you too , until my last breath”… I breath deep. The doctor came and took emily for chemotherapy. I released all the tears I was hiding then I shaved my head off. Emily was so weak when she came back , thankfully my new look made her smile. “Can you sleep next to me please?” she begged me. “Is it okay?” I asked the doctor. “I guess it’ll be fine , the bed is too big. just make sure you don’t impede anything” I slept on her left side since all the monitors were on her right side. I kissed her head and she kissed mine. As usual, she was awake first than me. “Emily?”.. “Mhm?”.. “Since you’re wearing that ring, Will you finally marry me?” she cried and finally said Yes , the biggest Yes. The next day I bought wedding rings, and brought the priests. Our wedding wasn’t that fancy but It was meaningful. We exchanged vows and finally became man and wife… for a week until she passed away…

I LOVE YOU EMILY FOREVER UNTIL THE DAY I DIE, I WILL BE WAITING UNTIL MY LAST HOURS WHEN YOU WILL COME AND PICK ME UP AND WE WILL BE TOGETHER FOR ALL ETERNITY.

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Could he forgive me?

Posted on : 14-01-2013 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : Romance Love Story

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When I was 14, a boy told me he had a crush on me. I didn’t believe him, I thought it was a joke. His friends were always like “Hey go talk to her!” and he was kind of shy but he came to talk to me. He gave me many opportinities to get to know him better but I was so stupid that I didn’t take these. I kept thinking that he was just confuse, it was not possible that I was the one for him. So one time, while chatting on the Internet, I told him I had feelings for him. He was so happy. But the day after when I saw him at school, I had difficulties to look at him in the eyes. I was so shy. I didn’t even talk to him. I don’t know why. And right now, 3 years later, I regret. I was being the most silly kid and he was the sweetest guy ever. He changed. He started to hang out with different people, he smokes. We have a class this year together. I look at him, I see that he looks at me too and he keep staring me when I open my mouth to talk. I wish I could go back in time. I realize that I like him. What should I do?

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My Long Distance Love

Posted on : 06-11-2012 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : Long Distance Love, Romance Love Story

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When I was 12, I didn’t have any friends. I sat by myself and everyone thought I was weird or different. Every day I would go home, do homework and plop down on the computer. One day I found this site. It was one of those meet-people virtual-world websites. I went on it everyday. It was a place of comfort and smiles that made me feel good.

One day in a chatroom I met David.

David’s avatar looked simple and simplistic. I said hi to David and he returned the greeting.

David was older. He was very friendly and I would talk to him everyday. Everyday I would come home from school excited,, do my important agendas and plop down on the computer chair. Since I was 12 going on 13 it was difficult to see what times he would be on. David lived in Ohio and I lived in California.

Everyday I would tell David about my day and he would tell me about his. We would listen to music together and live in our own little world of happiness. He never once probed me any inappropiate questions. David told me all about his life and I told him all about mine.

Days turned into months. By 6-7 months, I was used to talking to David. It was never ‘weird’ or ‘abnormal’ to me. David and the internet world was all I knew as my social outlet (at the time).

One day I realized something while I was with David. Our conversations got deeper than normal and he never stopped the conversation from going flirty/romantic. I was falling in love with David.

Around November, a few days before my birthday of turning 13, I was in the chatroom with David. It was different now. I told David I loved him. I was so scared. I THEN knew it wasn’t normal to love someone this way. David told me that he too was falling in love with me.

Okay, David isn’t some closet freak that is a pedophile. He is more normal than I was at the time. He had a job and social life and I mostly talked to him at night. We would stay up for hours just talking to eachother.

We finally agreed to being a long-distance couple less than a few days from my birthday. I was so happy and niave. David and I loved eachother, but at the time, David was much more mature and I was extremely niave. I was a little girl falling in love with a person that knew better.

The beginning of Summer.

One day, out of nowhere, David didn’t log on. I took no offense and thought he was super tired or busy. Our time zone differences put a strain on our relationship. The next day, nothing. After a few days, I got scared. I sent him bunches and bunches of messages. No reply. This went on for while.

This went on for weeks. I would cry myself to sleep every night. I would send him desperation messages begging him to reply. No such luck.
I went into a severe depression.

2 months passed…I had to get over it. I moved on. I started talking to other guys in real life and actually experienced flirting and my first kiss. It was nice.

David came back. One day it said he was online and my heart dropped. I mustered up all my bravery and said hi. The conversation was very friendly and short. He told me he was extremely busy and had no internet. I didn’t probe questions.

Eventually we were talking agian and David knew I was with other guys in real life. He didn’t like that. He begged me to come back to him and that he was so sorry for leaving me here. Like an idiot I took him back.

A process of break-up and make-up went on. We fought about alot of things as our relationship progressed. There was tears and heartache and betrayal.

There was LOVE and promises made.

When I got into high school, things changed. I made ALOT of friends and became the pretty girl. I never told anyone of my love with David. People would always wonder why I was ‘single’ or they never saw me with guys.

4 years have passed…It will be 5 pretty soon. Im really excited. It has been a hard and rocky road. It was never easy, but I made it father than most real couples did.

16 going on 17… I can’t wait to see him. I’m excited but scared. I’m scared to death. Soon I will meet the person I have dedicated my entire young adulthood to. I’m so scared and anxious. It’s a beautiful dream I’m waiting to fullfill. I’m so happy.

There is no moral point to my story. True love is real. Maybe for me, it didn’t come in the form of some tool trying to breathe down my shirt on the way to prom, but I STRONGLY believe I have found true love. It hurts and it feels beautiful at the same time. You cry and your heart throbs for this person, but you make it through thick and thin. I love this person with all my heart and soul. I’m literally shaking as I’m writing this. I’m still going through it with him, and it gets hard, but we love eachother enough to make it. We are going to make it. Love is real. Don’t ever give up!

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still love you..

Posted on : 03-11-2012 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : Internet Romance, Romance Love Story

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I was on the internet like every other day… I was depressed that year which I call being 2010.. It was 22nd November that year when he came on my friends account and without knowing I started the conversation.. without having said a single lie he told me who he was and introduced himself.. little did I know after talking to me for over 2 hours on chat he was head over hills for me.. later on that day he added me after he went home.. I got so excited to know it was him.. he had made a new account since he had deactivated his old account longgg time ago..
after a day he told me he loves me but I didn’t know anything much about him.. I talked with my friend about him and got to know a little.. it turned out that he had promised his first love that he will never say the girl he loves those three words if she was near and would never show himself to the girl who was far so I was far..
the next weekend I was chatting with my friend and he were there too but I didn’t know.. she asked me who loves me the most so I took my friends name.. just seeing that he went off to write my name in his hand with a knife.. I was so worried that I asked my tenants about what should be done when one does such things and they gave me some tips which I told him.. there wasn’t a time that week I didn’t think of it than he told me it was getting better so I was finally a hit relieved.. I told u yes on 26th November 2010 n that was our first time getting together..
he was the most romantic, kind hearted and the sweetest guy ever!
he told me everytime if he would be late or anything.. the next year in Feb he found out about some guys loving me and broke up with me on 28th of Feb…. I couldn’t have believed it.. it felt like my world had ended.. I cried and cried.. my eyes were entirely red.. the tears kept rolling down and I couldn’t help them but somehow I managed to get him back… on March the 5th I broke up with you cause I didn’t want him to be with someone who lives other side of world from him.. I wasn’t even able to be there for him or wipe his tears when he needed someone….I still loved him with all my heart but there was this guy in school getting bullied from everyone and only had me to hang out with.. I asked him around 10 times before dating him n he had replied I could and that I was doing good… I helped that guy as much as i could than stopped dating him..
I didn’t realize that my guy was getting hurt.. sounds stupid but I was immature than.. I was 12.. when he said he was gonna leave me forever after 15 days, he also said he will make me hate him before that.. my world was falling down me…how could the person who promised he would never leave me so many times leave me? how could the guy who didnt go a day without telling me he love me leave me forever? I cried over nights .. as hard as it was for me I know it was for him… my heart had started aching.. my breathing problems had grown worse…
each time I asked him why he gave me different reasons but my favorite was ” everytime I talk to you i realize how much I love you and I realize I can’t have you which makes you love you even more.
it was his birhtday beteeen those 15 days n he didnt celebrate it.. that broke my heart even more… he eventually left me without me bekng able to hate him…

he still came back to me a few times but left after a few days… Oct 2 u purposed me to be your gf.. it was my birthday the next day.. that was the best present ever!
in December he broke up cuz both of our parents had found out n yours told him to do so. but still we were completely in love.. this year 2012, in Feb I was out of my mind so I asked him who r u? he than left me again n time giving me no reason at all.. he came back again 7months and I still love you the same way that I did n I know its the same with him..he loves me and thats the best feeling.. even if he leaves me again its ok cause all i want from him is to be happy..I am always ginna be here for you no matter where or go , i dont care how you look but just be yourself. soon its gonna be our 2nd anniversary and i just cant wait . .

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Who does he like?

Posted on : 30-10-2012 | By : Kit Kat | In : Romance Love Story

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There was this boy named Jordan who came to my school to shadow in fifth grade. Right away I liked him and hoped he came to my school. He did.

Jordan was a bit childlike but I liked him for that. He was witty and funny with a big mouth.

Once in sixth grade (my school is tiny, 300 kids) when I was at science, Morrison asked my brother (at least this is what he told me),
“Who does Katherine like?” My brother, (god why didn’t you just shut up) began ticking down the list of all the boys until he got to Jordan. Morrison immediately said,
“Aha! Katherine likes Jordan!” When I got back from science, my friend Nick (whom I told about my other crush) asked me if I liked Jordan. I mumbled some cuss words and said,
“Kinda.” And that was that. Jordan heard everything, and he knew I liked him. It was a bit hard to talk to him after that, but I managed.

As we got to seventh grade, a new girl named Melody came to my school. She was on the pretty side and blond. Now, I’ve been trying to get over Jordan, but that doesn’t seem to be happening. Also, my BFF has a crush on him. Only four people (including my brother…long story) knows I like him. So Melody asked Jordan out, and I was glad to hear that he said no.

Jordan is…unpredictable. He has a very big mouth and he talks a lot (most of the stuff he says is bs) and it is impossible to tell who he likes. None of the “secret signs” applies to him. He’s on a totally different scale, needing a totally different guide to read.

But now I’m worried…he’s cute, yes, and he has a lot of admirers. Who does he like?

(Screen) Name: Kit Kat

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I’m just a young dreamer

Posted on : 27-10-2012 | By : Kit Kat | In : Fictional Love Story, Romance Love Story

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This is not a story. This is real. This is my life.

People said that I was too young for love. They said I couldn’t experience heartbreak.

The first time he came over to my house, I started crushing. He was 16, I was 10. I knew he was just being himself. He probably never saw interest in me. I was just a silly little kid, and he was just trying to entertain me. So it seemed.

He was everything I wanted: funny, witty, artistic, playful. I kept a journal of all the boys I liked, and all the pages were mostly filled with him. The Mission Art Walk card. Little things. The other boys were just temporary crushes, cute but not really like. He was different. I fell heads over heels for him. I really loved him. Every day, I’d sit and imagine life for one day with him. Together. Alone.

Years passed, I turned 12, he turned 18. The last time he came over, he kept on asking me to sneak out to a dance. He said that maybe he’d take a Perusian girl with a heavy accent. Maybe.

I came home from basketball practice, and made a habit out of myself to check his house to see if the attic window light was on. He lives on my block, and I am so grateful for that. The door was open, and he and another girl, brunette with hair pulled back into a ponytail, were talking. He seemed to laugh, and time slowed. I stared, he turned around, and shock, confusion, and something else flashed across his face. Then it was over, I was gone, down the street in my dad’s car.

Now, he’s gone to college, and I’m still here. He’ll probably find a girl there, the light of his life, and I’ll be here, hiding my love. I convinced myself he liked me, I guess not. I guess I’m just a dreamer.

(Screen) Name: Kit Kat

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I’m just a young dreamer

Posted on : 27-10-2012 | By : Kit Kat | In : First Love, Romance Love Story

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This is not a story. This is real. This is my life.

People said that I was too young for love. They said I couldn’t experience heartbreak.

The first time he came over to my house, I started crushing. He was 16, I was 10. I knew he was just being himself. He probably never saw interest in me. I was just a silly little kid, and he was just trying to entertain me. So it seemed.

He was everything I wanted: funny, witty, artistic, playful. I kept a journal of all the boys I liked, and all the pages were mostly filled with him. The Mission Art Walk card. Little things. The other boys were just temporary crushes, cute but not really like. He was different. I fell heads over heels for him. I really loved him. Every day, I’d sit and imagine life for one day with him. Together. Alone.

Years passed, I turned 12, he turned 18. The last time he came over, he kept on asking me to sneak out to a dance. He said that maybe he’d take a Perusian girl with a heavy accent. Maybe.

I came home from basketball practice, and made a habit out of myself to check his house to see if the attic window light was on. He lives on my block, and I am so grateful for that. The door was open, and he and another girl, brunette with hair pulled back into a ponytail, were talking. He seemed to laugh, and time slowed. I stared, he turned around, and shock, confusion, and something else flashed across his face. Then it was over, I was gone, down the street in my dad’s car.

Now, he’s gone to college, and I’m still here. He’ll probably find a girl there, the light of his life, and I’ll be here, hiding my love. I convinced myself he liked me, I guess not. I guess I’m just a dreamer.

(Screen) Name: Kit Kat

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The one that got away

Posted on : 26-10-2012 | By : Love Story Writer ... | In : First Love, Romance Love Story

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I was in preschool the first time I met Seth. He was my brother’s best friend, and two years older. We used to play together, the three of us, and as time went on I realized that we were best friends as well. When I was in the third grade we all went to the local park and played ball tag. He quickly scampered up a tree to avoid getting hit, and extended a hand below to help me up. Whent I took his hand in mine I blushed a deep red color. No boy had ever been so kind to me. When I was in the fith grade he moved schools and my brother stopes hanging out with him, so did I. I only saw him once a year. I never knew how much I could miss a person. When I thought of him I became sad, and the pit of my stomach felt heavy. The last time I saw him was in the seventh grade. The last night he stayed at my house, I slept in the basement with him and my brother. When I was half asleep, I felt a kiss on my forehead, and his voice saying, “I’ll always love you, forever and ever.” I didn’t have the courage to tell him that I loved him too. This is the biggest regret of my life.

(Screen) Name: Octavious Rose

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