there's this one guy who I have been thinking of for soon 4 years now.... and it's been soon 2 years since I saw him for the last time.
nothing actually happened between us...I was never even able to talk to him.
I think I fell for him 'cause he was so differend from other guys. He was tall, he had kinda long hair (not THAT long
) and his clothing style was sooo differend from other people.First he used to wear glasses too. He's half finnish and half polish.
First I was just admiring him when I came to new school and saw him. Then day by day, I fell more and more for him. I even guessed his name right. I even guessed right that he could play guitar, and one morning, I saw him carrying his guitar.
My friends made fun of him. They said he wasn't good looking..but to me he looked really charming. He seemed really peacefull too. I always tried to protect him when my friends made fun of him. Oh by the way, he's one year older than I am.
So many differend feeling I felt for him. Happiness, sadness, the feeling of being worried and so on....
Then slowly, more and more, he started changing. He stopped from wearing glasses, he started playing around with other girls and cut his hair short. That shocked me when I saw it. and on one day...he and his friends were making fun of me and my friends. at that moment, I chose to walk away. I still couldn't stop my feelings, I still couldn't hate him.
Then the time came when his time in lower secondary school was over and it was the last time for me to see him anymore. Few times I got teary. Then Iwas already sitting inside the bus when I saw him for the last time, walking away. I haven't seen him since that day. I thought I could forget him...that summer after he was gone..there was some weeks when I didn't cry about it but then after some weeks, I burst into tears and realized that I still hadn't forgotten him.
and I still haven't. Everything reminds me of him. His mom is a teacher so I see her quite often. I also see his dad really often. But never have I seen him since that day he walked away.
I have never felt like this, so I think this is my first love. One-sided first love. I still have pics of him. Sometimes I fail and look at those pics. But slowly, someday, he will only be a memory.
Edited by Manniina, 20 December 2008 - 12:39 PM.