Even though I didn't get perfect scores on that assignment, I found something else.
I found real friends whom I could trust......
I found the true meaning of caring and what it means to have someone when you are alone.......
I found my lost smile.......
I found the true meaning of happiness.......
I found my hidden self......
And most importantly,
I FOUND YOU.........
I guess this realization made me smile for the 1st time in 6 years even though the result was terrible for me.
I guess that's when it all started......
My feelings for you.....
That is how my one sided love story began.
Oh! Is it raining?
Why can I feel drops of water on my face?
I opened my eyes as I heard your voice,"Wake up, please open your eyes."
I found my head on your lap, holding on to me and desperately crying for help.
I guess the drops of water that I felt was not rain, it was your tear.
"Hey don't cry. You don't look good on tears. I always want to see you smile."
I want to say that but my body won't let me do that.
The only thing I could do is smile.....for able to see you one last time; the gift that you taught me........smile.
I can see the crowd gathered around us.
They all seemed shocked to see the incident.
Some are calling for help while some are taking pictures.
I can hear them talking among themselves while looking at us.
"Hey someone call for an ambu....." "click, click"
"Poor boy!" "Hello, there's been an accid.....on the road....."
"click, click" "Hey kid, wake ...."
"What a pity....." "Move aside, make......space."
"Maybe the girl holding him knows h...." "click, click"
"Will he survi....." "The bus hit ....pretty hard."
"How this happe.....?"
But among all these voices I can hear yours most clearly.
"Richard don't give up. Hold on. You're gonna be just fine."
But I can tell by seeing your tears that you know too....you know that there isn't much hope left.
I tried to lift my hand and wipe away your tears.
But I think I don't have any strength left.
But still I tried.
As I failed to reach on the half way you grabbed my hand with yours.
You beautiful hands are covered in blood!!!
Why??? Did you get hurt anywhere? Are you alright??
I couldn't ask but you could understand my worry just by looking at my face.
As a reply you slightly nodded you head and held my hand tightly.
Then .....the dripping blood on your hand aren't yours; it must be mi.........
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Unheard Confession (Complete)
Lãng mạnI never thought that one day I'll also pray to live like everyone else. In my whole life I've lived like a living corpse. Though I was breathing but I wasn't alive. All I used to think, "When will my time end?" But now that thought has changed. Now...
