The happiest thing in this world is to be in love and to be loved. And I found love when I met you. But the most perfect moment is to know that the lad you are in love with loves you the same way you do. And here is the story I got to write:
Everything
was very fine, pleasant and perfect. I never knew something like this will come
by the way. In the beginning it was just a joke or fun. Then it was kind of
irritating. It made me hard to face these like stuffs. They, his friends cooked
up some stories to make some campus fun. Everyone made fun of us the whole
year. He never bothered to talk to me. I felt very bad only because he started
avoiding me. No one understood my feelings and pain except my close friends. I
was always thinking about the reason for his silence towards me, only me.
Sometimes I appeared upset, gloomy sometimes crazy thinking something I should
never mind.
The
most irritating thing I have ever faced. It made me doubt and a bunch of silly questions
arose in my mind. I was engaged in the thoughts almost every single second. I
started asking questions to myself.
Is
he in love with me? No! Not at all!
Oh
God!
Is
he in love with another girl, then why am I upset for his ‘no talking’ thing?
Is
that I’m in love with him?
No!
I am not. I am sure about that.
What
if I don’t know whether I love him or not?
Is
that I don’t know love?
So
what is love?
Now
I got to know about love?
Wow!
This is going far away than I expected. Becoming worse!
It
is directing to an unexpected way.
I
never dreamt a happily ever after with him.
Oh!
I am the worst!
But
things changed in a while. I mean almost everything. My feelings and some of my
shy behavior and all have a variance. And I came to realize that I fell in
love. But I was so angry with him that he didn’t even care me once in a year.
Very sad part is that he never even managed a smile for me. When I missed him
so badly I used to listen romantic songs and that make me feel he is here
beside me.
I
wish he was here with me now
Yes,
by my side.
I
miss him very much.
I
expect his message, just one.
But
he never messaged me.
And
being unpredictable of his reply, I never messaged him either.
He
never even knows that I love him.
I
don’t know what happened to me.
I
don’t know how I have fallen for him.
I
don’t know anything about him, simply nothing.
What
color he likes or what his favorite song is.
I
think the unluckiest girl in the whole wide world would be me.
I
love him but don’t know it and I don’t know if he loves me or not.
There are a lot of people, my family
and friends, around me who care me and love me. But I am trying to get his
attention without bothering others. So I thought its better to live for the
people who love me. But
still I used to wonder if I am in love. Do I really love him? How am I going to
know if he is my love or not? You know all my answers are same as usual – “I
don’t know!”
I
always thought that he is avoiding me and he hates me. I always felt sad for
his behavior. But sometimes he made me think that he love me too. But it may be
my delusion that he loves me. But soon I came to realize that that feeling is
not just a delusion because my friends too had such a doubt. A girl never expresses her love for a boy thinking that he
should express it first. And I was afraid that what if he never expresses it. I
always get hurt when I wish something valuable for myself, something I wish to
be mine. Sometimes it used to make my eyes wet.
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Much
to my surprise, one fine day he came to me to talk. My heart started beating
faster when he called me to talk. The nervousness I felt was unbearable. We
walked through the silhouetted corridor in our college. He was in love with me
too. And finally we realized how much we love and care for each other. He cared
me ever since he met me but he behaved like he never mined.
That
day you have made me tell you how much I loved you ever since I met you. You
naughty! It was an amazing feeling; it’s like watching hundreds of roses
blooming in front of you. I was so crazy! I never thought that I would be able
to tell that, but unknowingly, you made me say that. The memorable moments is
not about sharing rings or gifts, but to love each other limitless with all
your heart. And now just you and I sitting and spending time, in the cute
yellow flowerbed, in the open stage in our college on a rainy breezy evening. Every
second counts when you are with me. Now we are enjoying our happily ever after
and when I go back to those moments it seems like a day dream; a reverie.
This story is written for the Platinum Day of Love Contest in association with Indiblogger