Dear Lovers,
gue dapet this luvly story, especially for those who was still waiting for
their soul mate to come.
after you read this please think again. was the same thing happened to
you...?!
Singkatnya, inti dari cerita ini: If you love someone, don't wait till
tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that
next day will never come at all.
ps: kalo udah pernah baca, maaf yaaa..
-----Original Message-----
Treasure what you have now before it becomes a regret, when it becomes too
late. Time always slips us by when we least realize it. Let the people you
love know what they mean to you, because you
never know what might happen......life is too fragile
A Love Story...
It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my
farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased
you and then you chased them and beat them up.
After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and
beating each other up at the fence.
That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all
the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He
was quite very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say.
I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything.
In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk
about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt
me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be
okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him.
I was happy and thought of him as a real friend.
But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought
of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was
feeling.
All through high school and even through graduation we're always together
and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that
I really felt differently.
On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted
to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house
and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him.
Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him
watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was
going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his
dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down.
He said how he wanted to be rich and successful.
All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him.
I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to
tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let
my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I
felt.
All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him.
After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the
same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him
how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big
job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane.
I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I
went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell
him what I had inside my heart.
Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer
analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished.
One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I
was happy and sad at the same time.
Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends.
I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion.
The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and
of course him. I fell in love one more time.
But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his
life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching
him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears
inside of me.
I left New York feeling that I did the right thing.
Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his
good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to
forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life.
As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he
had missed talking to me.
On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all.
I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time
after I had already written 6 letters to him.
Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note
that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things".
I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken hearted
and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore.
Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time.
He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house
and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old
times.
But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him.
In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his
problems and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it
came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and
cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could
get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him.
We would always have fun when we were together.
One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he
might have been busy.
The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call
one day from a Lawyer in New York. The Lawyer said that he had died in a car
accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything
was settled. It broke my heart. I was
shocked about what took place.
Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken hearted. I cried
that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did
this happen to a kind guy like him?
I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of
course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I
finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding.
She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always
unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as
he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing
that was given to me was a diary.
It was a dairy that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I
didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me?
I took it and flew back to California.
As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had
together.
I started reading the diary and what was written.
The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to
cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in
love with me that day I was broken hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me
what he had felt.
That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he
wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told
of when he went to New York and fell in love with another.
How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the
wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding.
How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his
wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him
by me.
Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her".
It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what
was really in his heart.
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If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that
next day will never come at all.
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