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love of my life. 1
What is love? Is it happiness or sadness. I say love is not real. How can a small organ like my heart carry so much love for one person. Well that's how it all started. My mom used to tell me that being a teenager takes responsibilities especially when you start developing feelings for the other gender.

I was 16 years old when I developed my first feelings. There was this boy who was a matriculant who was always clean and from what I saw he was matured. Everytime he walked past my class he will give the cutest smile ever. He was the best.

I'll totally day dream about him everyday. I remember we were writing our June exams when I lost my pen. Funny part he had 2 pens hanging on his shirt. I had to ask him to lend me a pen. His voice made me melt.

He gave me that pity smile and said" keep the pen. I don't need it" I felt something in my heart. Some how my heart felt loose. It felt free. And kept on smiling and smiling.

I thought maybe I could give him back his pen even though he told me to keep it. But I wanted to see him. I wanted to see his smile and smell his colouge. That's when I felt a hand around my shoulder. Could it be? That smell? I turned around and he smiled his usual smile while saying" My name is Br"

I lost words when trying to tell him my name. I couldn't get my name out of my mouth. I kept on looking at him. My heart felt hot. "Litchi" I finally said my name. He kissed me on my forehead and smiled. He had fun. Even though he didn't ask me to be his girlfriend I felt like one.

His smile made me feel good. It made me hot. Months passed and our relationship was visible now. On my birthday. Things were cool since everyone wished me a very happy birthday. Br also wished me a happy birthday.

He bought me gifts. It was the best birthday of my life. My boyfriend made it special. It's funny huh? Him? My boyfriend? It was like a dream come true. My friends and I went out. We went to this pub called "never die". I don't know what happened next but all I know was that the next morning my head was spinning.

Ohh no! Then I remembered that I promised to meet with Br. When I got to the park. The first thing he said to me was "where were you last night?" I ignore him at first. He then asked again with anger this time. I've never seen him so angry like that before.

He then left. I said to my self that I'll let him cool down for a few days but was I making a mistake?... A week later I was told that he left. He went to England. I had to make sure that I leave our memories and all the time we've spent together. I had to put more effort in my studies. I finally made it.

I was also given the opportunity to study in England.....

Stay tuned for part 2.