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Very touching and meaningful story.
A Diary from a guy
*January 2*
Do you still remember the first time we met? It was the
first day in school. I was hurriedly entering the school
gate when I bumped into you as you stepped out of a luxurious
Volvo. The books you were holding fell all over the ground.
I quickly picked up the books and returned them to you
along with words of apology, but all you showed me was
your intimidating look. My first impression of you was
thatyou were a wilful girl born with a golden sthingy
in the mouth. I had rejected you completely and had hoped
not to meet you again, but surprisingly you turned out
to be my classmate.
*March 22*
I started to know more about you as days passed and my
opinion of you changed for the better on each passing
day. I realised that you were from a wealthy family but
definitely not a wilful girl. You were nice and friendly.
You got angry that day we first met because I had left
a footprint marking on the poetry collection you loved
dearly. We met often during lunch break and I found something
in you that was different from the rest of the girls -
your passion for Chinese poetry. Often you would mumble
something to yourself. Initially, I thought that you were
humming a pop song but
later I realised that you had been reciting Chinese poems
from great poets. You were so knowledgeable that you knew
every poet and which poems they composed. I was very impressed
indeed.
*April 5*
I met you again in the study area. That day you were
reading the Chinese classics "Romance of the 3 kingdom".
Your ability to appreciate Chinese classics left me with
admiration. You were indeed unique in many ways.
*May 5*
From then on, we would often meet in the study area to
discuss about the good and bad things of the character
in these Chinese classics. Do you still remember the time
when we a! lmost br oke off because we could not agree
on whether Jia BaoYu hurt Lin Dai Yu? Our argument was
so fierce that we never talked for that week. But when
Friday came, we still met in the study area and laughed
over the incident. After which, another argument started.
*Aug 7*
I could not deny it. It was a feeling I could not identify
accurately. Wenever you laughed over a joke with other
guys, that emotion filled my senses. It took me a while
before identified it. I was in love; the feeling was jealousy.
I felt the need to express it. But, I was afraid...that
you would dismiss my feeling, that you and I would be
stuck in an embarrassing situation, that our long nurtured
friendship would crumble...therefore, I kept quiet.
*Oct 1*
The news came as a shock to me. I was so worried when
I learnt that you had fainted in the canteen. I was struggling
to keep my worried face in control as I looked at the
ambulance that carried you away.
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