To love someone who would never be yours.

The tears flow.

I looked up. At those baby blue eyes. So deep, so sad.His eyes spoke everything about him."Please tell me your kidding, and that when i try to move away you'll pull and hug me tight saying it was all a joke. Please tell me you'll do it, please!''he begged.

I had tears in my eyes. For a moment my heart wanted to forget everything and just hug him, tell him i love him and not let those blue eyes be ever upset again. But i could'nt. I had got over him. And I din't want to lie to him so that I could stop his tears. A part of me was enjoying seeing him cry the same tears over me that one day was crying for him.

I looked at him and said,''I cant. I got over you. I got over the heart break you gave me. I loved you, yes! But now i don't. I fell for you once in a thought that you'll catch me. But you din't. You just stood there watching, letting me fall. And now that i finally got over it, you want me to fall again? My heart is scared now. Maybe i won't fall again for anyone.''

''Please trust me. I won't let you down again.'' He held my hand and knelt to the ground. His eyes full of tears. ''Please give me one more chance. I won't leave you now. I won't hurt you're feelings. That mistake won't be repeated. I promise.'' His voice was shaking. He really did realise his mistake. But my heart was not ready to forgive him.

He says he loves me one day, I do not love him. Then he makes me love him and then he breaks my heart. And today he comes up again saying that he is sorry? It was not a game that he could quit anytime and then come back to play. I was not a game! I have feelings and he cant keep playing with them.

"Please trust me. That was a mistake. I love you now. That day would not come again. That mistake would not be repeated. Just once give me a chance, please!"

Those words reminded me of the day. The day i felt my heart shatter into millions of pieces. The day, that was the worst day of my life. Just the thaught of it made me loose control of my tears. I got angry remembering the memories. The memories that took me years to forget. The memories that he bought back to me just in a second. I felt my anger rise as i snatched my hand away from his grip, making him to look at me.

I spoke aloud,''Give you one more chance? Why? So that you can hurt me again? So that you can join each piece of my heart and later shatter it into a million more? So that you can do what you did to me before? So that i can put up all that trust on you again and then what? You leave me? After what happened that night, i have lost my belief in perfect relationships.''

I knew my voice had started to tremble because of the crying, but i din't care.

I continued not bothering to wipe my tears or care for my eyes getting smudged, ''You know that i never believed in relationships before because of what happened with my parents. You know I had hardly got over the divorce when you made me believe in relationships again. You made me fall in love with you. Why? So that I can see you make me not believe in reltionships again?"

I knelt to the ground sobbing. I held his face with my plams. I lifted his face making him look into my eyes. "Why did you have to change me? I was happy as myself before. Why did you come into my life, why? You have destroyed my life. I thought about you every second. I did. But you just flew away from me and left me hanging in the midway. You lost me then and there itself. You don't have any chances now. Because i already gave you one and you just...."

There was silence between us. Both of us crying at the memories. I let my hands loose on my side. Stan held my chins in his hands. He came closer sobbing, "Im sorry. I realy am sorry. Please give me one more chance. Please."

He came a bit more forward. Our foreheads touched. I knew what was coming up.

He came a bit forward in order to kiss me, but I stood up. I wipped my tears. I could not let myself loose so easily. If he kissed me, that would mean I forgave him. But I didn't. I never would.

I picked my purse up from the floor. I straightened my dress. The baby pink one, which went down to my knees.

I looked around. I was standing in the middle of the basketball court. It was about midnight. There was no one seen. I was sure everyone was enjoying their ball inside the college. I started to walk towards the college trying to get out of the place where I was. Trying to get away from Stan.

"Where are you going?" His sweet voice spoke up, making me to stop. But I made sure not to turn around and look at him.

"Somewhere. But out of here."

"Please don't. We need to talk."

"No. We have talked a lot. Now there is nothing I want to tell you or hear from you." I said that and kept on walking. He did not try to stop me again. As if he knew that I wanted to be alone.

I ran out of his sight and then turned round a corner making sure he could not see me. I let myself out there. I could not stop the tears from flowing or even the pain in my heart. But I din't care anymore. I rested on the wall behind me and slidded to the floor, putting my face in my hands. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.

I cried till all the tears in my eyes were pleading me to stop. My face was still down when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Without looking up I knew who it was.

It had to be the one I was expecting.

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Heyya guys!! I hope you are enjoying yourselves... I am really sorry for the errors i have made... I mean this is my first book and im kinda exited about it...and i have not yet even thought what the whole story would turn out to be...i mean always i think about something, but when i write it down involving all my emotions into it, the thing turns out to be somehting different then what i thought...do tell me if you have any ideas...