As every girl in nineteen, I dream one day, my prince will arrive, taking me to enjoy the seawind under sunset…
In March, 12, 2004, I said to him suddenly, ‘I like you either.’ He felt extremely embarrased and asked, ‘Why, I can’t believe…’ I interrupted, ‘No reason.’ In the rest of the year, he kept asking me the same question, and I gave the same answer every time.
When I left alone, I ask myself, ‘Why you said you like him even though you have known you are totally different and there’s no future for you eventually?’ However, from beginning to end I couldn’t find the answer. I know clearly he fell in love with me much more than I did and tried his best to change himself to satify me, otherwise I would have kissed him and say goodbye much more earlier. He said, ‘Don’t go, please! I can’t breath without you!’ I said nothing. I just tried to keep my mind and to pursue my willing life. Am I selfish? Am I cruel? When his tear fell down slowly mixed with rain, I knew how hurt he was, but I could only say sorry…
My life go back to calm. I go to beaches and let the seawater soak my tied feet. What are you doing now in anther hemisphere? In any case, I wouldn’t forget before I turnt away, in a glance of my eyes, the desparate expression of you.
You are uneasy, childish, vivacious and lively meanwhile your talent of mathematics and sports astonishes me. You look at me for a long time, say gentlely, ‘You are enticing, you are a labyrinth…” Form your eyes with deep feelings, I read your care of me. I can’t stay with you, but my heart will. You baffle me too much despite you give me lots of laughters. We are people who come from different ways and will go on to different ways definitely…
Is it a tragic love story without any ending?
