Love Romance Story
Sweet Chocolate Part 1
I can’t believe he broke up with me.. I told myself
while I am alone in this small dark corner of the library.
I was looking down at her through the window. Edward was
still ever so handsome. I remember the feeling that I
used to feel when I look at him.. The joy, love, and the
giddy feeling I feel inside.. However, That was before..
When he was my guy..
But now, that love was covered with pain I feel in my
heart. Its aching for him.. He was my first love. I often
dreamed about a future together. I couldn’t imagine
myself without him.. But I guess I have to move on. We
are not a couple now. We are two different separated INDIVIDUALS.
How can he just fall out of love when I was doing everything
I can for our relationship? Boys. Are they all like that?
I blinked my eyes.. I don’t want to cry.. If someone
would see me crying over a guy, that would be really embarrassing.
I should not cry. Well at least not at this secluded part
of the library. I would look all emo and all.. but ain’t
I?
My boyfriend just broke up with me because of some other
girl that he is attracted to.. I want to stop my tears
from falling. But I cant help it. Knees trembling, I succumbed
to my weakness and sat down. I covered my face with both
hands and cried. Weak, weak, weak, I heard my interior
monologue mocking me. Yeah. Can't help it. I'm heartbroken.
“Weak.”,
I heard a masculine voice voiced out. He sounded as sarcastic
as my interior monologue is. I raised my head to see where
that familiar voice came from. Then I saw Richard. he’s
my classmate at some of my subjects.
“Okay.. this is embarrassing..”,
I said out loud while wiping my tears.
“Please don’t tell anyone that you saw me
here.”,
I asked him.
“Sure thing tough girl..”,
he answered and sat down at a chair across to mine. I
saw the book that he was holding. The title was chocolate
in 101 ways. I couldn’t helped but be shocked at
seeing this tough guy reading a chocolate recipe cook
book. As I continued to looked at him, I saw he took something
from his bag and handed it over to me. I looked at what
it was.
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