Online romance tale
She and he met online when she just learned how to chat. She randomly added friends, and at some point, she added him. She was a student and he was a workaholic. During holidays, she often visited her sister’s house. She was very well-behaved, never causing her family any worries, a truly good girl, naive and innocent. Before he appeared, she lived a simple and happy life without any worries. Though not dazzling, it was filled with laughter and joy.
Their first meeting was in the winter of 20xx. She was bored at home and went to the internet cafe downstairs. She sat at seat number 8, while he was at seat number 12. They sat facing each other, chatting, asking typical questions like their names, jobs, ages, and where they were from. He realized she was right in front of him but didn’t tell her, and she didn’t know either. He asked for her phone number. She thought the internet was vast, the city was big, and the streets were numerous, so meeting was unlikely. Eventually, she gave him her number.
That night, he called her for the first time, and she heard his voice. He told her about their encounter, which scared her. After that, she went online less, but he occasionally called her. That was their first, rather absurd, meeting, hinting that they were destined but lacked fate, eventually leading to their separation.
They maintained this online relationship for a year. During that year, she changed, becoming less naive than when they first met. He called her a few times, but her sister often answered. They lost contact for half a year, during which he searched for her.
Their second meeting was in the winter of 20xx. They agreed on a place to meet. This was the first time she clearly saw his face, and the second time for him. They had a meal together, and he introduced himself while she listened intently.
This development led to their romance. He became her first boyfriend, and she was very happy during that time, happier than ever before, as she experienced the beauty of love for the first time. She fell deeply in love, suffering wounds from it.
He took her to McDonald’s and picked her up at the station. They were very happy together, at least she thought so. She waited for his calls daily, sometimes acting coy and asking him to coax her. She never disturbed him at work, believing that love didn’t require them to be together all the time, fearing it would lead to annoyance and boredom. She wanted their love to last forever, giving him enough space.
However, he saw this space as indulgence, betraying her love. She later found out he had other girlfriends, and she was devastated. He had deceived her; everything he told her was a lie, even his name. She couldn’t bear it and decided to break up.
Their love was as light as a feather, even lighter. In the five months they were together, they met only seven times, not even as close as ordinary friends. Those seven meetings brought her countless memories, sorrows, and tears, only she knew. As the song goes, “Loving someone is so bitter, only oneself understands.”
Her friends called her foolish, saying he wasn’t worth it. Her sisters shouted and lost their temper with her, but she couldn’t let go. He was the first to enter her heart, though he gave her nothing but heartbreak and tears. He made many promises, but the result was… He was too close to her ideal person, almost exactly, which is why she couldn’t let go.
This first love caused her to lose her innocence, smile, and her world, turning her sorrowful. Because of their relationship, she learned vanity, silence, and the complexities of human nature.
After their breakup, she was deeply hurt, wandering aimlessly for a long time, behaving wildly. She grew up, maturing beyond her years, thinking about things not typical for her age. She neglected her studies and no longer believed in true, pure love.
Their final meeting was in the spring of 20xx. She went to the station to pick him up, her heart pounding. This was their last meeting, last walk together, and last time holding hands. When the bus arrived, he walked out, and they saw each other. She had no smile, no hug, only sadness, reluctance, and suppressed tears. During their last meal, they were unhappy. As they parted, she gave him her first kiss.
At that moment, she heard the words she most wanted and least wanted to hear, “I love you.” But it was too late. She asked him to hold her tightly, her heart bleeding. She didn’t cry, not wanting him to see her tears. She wanted to leave him with her brightest smile and most beautiful self. Thus, their fated yet light-as-a-feather love ended.
After parting, she learned to smoke and drink, using them to numb herself. She became moody, learned to fight, and listened to sad love songs, often crying unknowingly.
Love is sometimes fragile, easily shattered. Does everlasting love truly exist in this world? She began to doubt. After the breakup, she started to disguise herself, acting indifferent, though only she knew if she succeeded. Love isn’t just spoken but shown through actions. Being together isn’t for desire but to support each other until the end of life.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
