As soon as my exam got finished, I ran out to the hospital. I was born an optimistist, but when it came to you, I become so pessimistic. Unpleasant and dreadful thoughts filled my mind like black clouds before a storm.
On my way, I saw some kids playing in an open park. It reminded me of our times. Of the times when I first met you... Those times when I thought you were nothing but a rude boy who has zero care to the world....those times when we played together with friends..... When I got to know the real you and fell in love so quickly....
You were always two faced. One side of the face showed a boy-who-never-shows-emotions, and the other part was sweet and understanding. I can't explain to you how much I love that side.
If only you remembered how I felt....If only you remembered that you were the one who inspired me to write. I remember you telling me that writing about my feelings can be wonderful... And it indeed is. Even writing about memories feels amazing. Maybe it's because... it never changes like reality. Writing stays the same whether it's about a memory, an imagination or a simple good day. That good day might turn into...