One day, I saw you with a girl and both of you are flashing bright and widen smiles while sitting on a bench.
"That girl was the one who broke up with that had come back now," someone told me behind.
So that was the thing they ate telling me that you are busy fixing.
Let me guess, is she that girl who asked who was napping that had bang the door when you joked around that I was your girlfriend?
If that is the case, that joke made her realize she had still feelings for you then it should be a great thanks to me, right?
I had helped you unknowingly.
"Oh, he looks so happy to be with her again," I just murmured out and ran away.
I notice that I'm standing on a place filled with continous drop of liquid.
Oh! It wasmy teardrops
Am I crying?
Tss... Isn't it obvious?
But why?
Because I'm hurt?
But why?
We are not in a relationship, right?
You aren't mine.
I think I was really hurt for a dont-know-reason (or maybe because I don't want to admit it).
Despite of what I'm feeling that time, I motivate myself that it should not affect my life, even my studies and dwelling with others.
I must hide this hurt-thingy 'cause I don't have a valid reason nor rights.
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