Her POV (PART 1)

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A product of Six person's brain. This work is orginally made for our project in math. (tho i did revise it.). Sobrang bilis nang phasing. Kelangan iperform nang 5 minutes eh. Adlib, please save us. Love, extra at the end, Reyna.

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He was my first love.

He taught me the word, 'love'.

He made me believe that it would last.

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Im a hopeless romantic girl searching for love. I dont care wherever I could find the right man for me. I think it's already the time to fall in love, no? Since im already 20.

I love blogging, Im a crazy internet blogger. I do have an OCD too. I itch to blog whatever I do in this boring world. Im surfing the net, commenting on whatever open forum I find interesting.

One day, I decided to create a facebook account to communicate with my friends. Well, it's hard to talk to them in just commenthing wherever, Plus, the privacy thingy is at risk too.

Him : Yo.

Who is this? Ugh, I dont remember talking to this guy. When did I add him?

But still, something urged me to reply.

Me: Hi.

After a few minutes, a reply came.

Him: How are you? Ah, and your name please.

Me: Just call me Ericka. And, Im fine here. So how about you?

Him: Just call me Rap. And well, the weather is good here.

And thus, the conversation continues and made us feel comfortable with each other.

Time passed, I already fell inlove. I am not desperate. Although we met at web, I can feel his sincerity, his love. He made me realize, that Im worth living for. We talked about the moon. The star. The universe. Anything nonsense yet it feels nostalgic. How I love this guy. He made me feel special.

After a year, we decided to meet. But , meeting him is like meeting peter pan. It's a dream.

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Yet he didn't come. I fell into despair. In Vain. For a year, I love him so much. How can you do this to me? How can you disappear while Im waiting?

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