I just cant open my mouth to let her know
I really wanted to tell Cyndi I really like her very much, but i
just can't do it. She has been in the same class with me for the
4th year. I never know that she is the one for me untill late 2005,
during the school holidays.
Maybe it's a class gathering that made me change my views toward
her. The class gathering was held at a charlet. We had our great
times and memories there. After the charlet, I started msging her
everyday and night. I try my best to show my care for her. We even
started talking on the phone for long hours. She shared some of her
problems with me. And I try my best to help her.
I started to know more about her. Then, I found myself in a love
triange; she crush on another guy in the same workplace as her.
however, that guy doesn't like her. I was heart-broken. I can feel
that she was really depressed. I can't do anything to help as she
just refused to tell me about it. After sometimes, she finally
learnt to forget about that guy.
Once, she asked me to go out together with her. She said she was
moody and need someone to accompany her. Although I'm kinda shy, I
was over the moon and agreed without much thinking. Soon, we go out
together more often and have dinner together sometimes. I really
enjoyed being with her.
After school reopen, I seldom have chance to talk to her. One day,
she lost her voice and was coughing badly. I bought her strepsel
everyday till the day she recovered. In class I was quiet. Maybe
I'm shy, or I have nothing to say to her. Then last saturday, we
have lunch together. I can feel that she likes me too. I got the
Chong Dong to tell her i like her too. But..those mere simple
sentences, I cant say them.
Untill wednesday, I picked up my courage and I was about to tell
her. Unfortunately, I found out that she crush on another guy AGAIN
but she denied it. I asked her whether have she liked me before and
she said she did. My whole heart hangs in the air, I can only watch
from afar.
She is so important to me, I regret not letting her know.
