Time flies really fast, in the blink of an eye, i'm already a teenager, mature enough (or maybe not) to understand how a relationship exactly works. There is this guy that i really love, Timothy. And for some reasons, i managed to fell in love with him and we got together. But before i could continue with my love story let's talk about what happen before.
As always in a classroom everyone will be seated in pairs and i was assigned to sit beside him. Timothy was a really shy guy and also a bookworm. He doesn't likes to talk and is camera shy (duh he is shy what...). At first i had no feelings for him cause we didn't had much interactions but slowly when he opened up to me and communiciate with me, i fell for him... our conversations were merely about homework or else just a hi and bye. Deep conversations remain in social media.
All along i was a fool. I treated him as my love one, little did i know that he sees me as a good friend who he can rely on. I will always be seen following him in school and secretly stalking him (by taking pictures hehe). He do know about my feelings for me and tried to like me back when one day he ask me to meet up.
Our conversation was awkward whereby he started to bring up about a breakup and all i could do was to stare, blush and nod my head. I was an idiot! After a few exchange of words, we part our ways. He then send me a long message in whatsapp talking about why he breakup with me and all.... that was when i started breaking down. Why i cried you ask? Cause i was crazily in love with him. Why did he breakup? Cause he realised that his feelings for me arent true. Afterwards, i stopped talking to him and continue to lead a proper life whereby i have reliable friends who could help me and guide me.
This entire period lasts for a year. You can imagine me crying in a corner and cutting my wrist with something sharp. When someone breaks your heart you feel like hell. Your heart felt like it had been stabbed. It ached everyday till the day you give up on him.
