A Heart-Wrenching Love Story On Campus 2
We were high school classmates, from the age of 15 to 18, and even now, those three years will probably be the most cherished memories of my life.
Unfortunately, I could only love you like a friend. Every time I was ready to be with you, it always turned into a joke.
Back then, you were my world. Whatever you wanted, I could give you. When you smiled, I was happy. When you cried, I was upset.
Just like in a song, you loved me like who? I could play any role! Time seemed to deliberately make things difficult for me. It passed so quickly that I didn’t have time to fully experience it.
Later, we went to different universities, and you had your own life, like parallel lines. I deliberately avoided you, thinking we would never intersect again.
But your unhappiness still betrayed my heart. My feelings still controlled me. Even after two years, I’m still here, loving you as always.
Sometimes, love is really cheap, so cheap that I don’t even know how to clarify our relationship. Maybe I still can’t make you fall in love with me.
And the proud me is still the same as before. I always feel I’m better than him in every way—family background, friends, personality. But so what?
You love him, and that’s better than me. I can’t compare. I can only learn about you from every corner and be there for you when you’re at your saddest and most miserable.
My good friends also asked me if it’s worth it. Do I regret it? I always tell others that such a lover comes only once in a lifetime.
Now I’m 25. I have never had a girlfriend. I just hope that one day, you will come back, and we can be together.
Just like I told you back then, even if the whole world is against you,
I will stand in front of you. Forgive my lack of contact because I want to become better to wait for you.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
