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#1 You.You.

Psst!
This post is regarding my first mini-story with the theme of unrequited love.
Since I'm also a fan of sappy yet tragic story,so I wrote this one last year,during the holidays.
I went a bit different somehow,written in a guy point of view towards a girls.
Turns out it made some of my friends  after reading it went saying,
"Oh,Moon..this is a sad touching story!"
The way I see it? Here's a few.

  • Sad but cute.Guys are very hideous in retaining their true intention,making them the most "unreadable" person yet complex person on Earth.
  • Not all guys do want their girl to suffer together with them,they rather let go of them while still watching or wondering/thinking over them in a distant away.
  • Guys want girls to know that they're loving you,no matter how too late or how fucked up things had happened in between them.
Sounds like I'm being bias to guys rather than to girls eh?No,that's just how I review this story.
Personal opinions of mine?Gotta enjoy or hate this one first:

#1 You.You.
 


{just a short story,written in  a guy point of view}

You.You.
The first time I saw you.You didn't even look or smile to me.Maybe you don't like me.It's okay.I could see your pretty face smiling with others around you,it's more than enough.The least I could say about you.I wonder if we will ever talk..but,I don't know about that.

You.You.
I saw you again.This time,you caught me looking at you.Can you smile back to me?I love to see you smile.I don't know why.I feel cheerful to see you in such a way.It's okay.You do know I was looking at you.You can feel that,huh?Sometimes,I'm scared of seeing you in a serious and stern way.Silly girl.The thoughts of you made me smile.

You.You.
We meet again.That night,I saw you and you were alone by yourself.You smiled at me.It's wonder for me why did you smile to me?I love it when you smile.I know I do.You said "Hi there!" and still keep smiling.The cheerful you.We talked all night.We shared our opinions and stuff that you're up to.It's a night full of smile and laughter.I know,I want to be a part of you.But it's okay..at least,I have you now as a friend.I want you to know,I like you.

You.You.
You texted me.We studied together at lunch time.Under the library table with lots of sweets and junk foods.How crazy we are?I don't know.Spending time with you is more than enough.I wanted to know,whether if you feel the same way about me?We're now friends,and I don't wanna lose you.If you know about my feelings to you,what will you do?I don't even know if I am the type of guy for you.But,yeah..as long as you're happy,my happiness is all along mine to be.I'm happy for this chance of being a part of your life.You're so cute when you laugh,you know that?

You.You.
We have become closer.More closer than we ever expected.I know,you still thinking of that someone.I hate to see you sighing and panting about him.But I'm here.Here for you.Why can't you see that?I wonder if I would have the chance to be that special someone?Even for awhile.Life is short.No words could describe how the world is to me when you're around me.The crazy jokes.The stupid arguments.The way you do teased me and just smile.You do puzzled me when you decided to stay quiet and don't say a word.That night,you broke down and cried.I don't know why.My heart was in agony.I want to wash away the pain you've been through.So,I kissed your cheek and wipe away your tears.I didn't say a word that night.I know,that's all I can do for you.I want to see you smile again.The only gift you could bring an exuberant side of life to me.

You.You.
We're dating now.I wanted you to know,how deep is your feelings to me?I have really fallen in love with you.You must know that.Believe me.You seems not happy around me sometimes.I know,I'm not that type for you,but I can only give my presence and do anything to catch a glimpse of your smile.My girl.How I love it when you do enlighten and torture me at the same time.I found out that you are crushing on some other guy right now.I'm jealous and a bit devastated,but what can I do?


You.You.                                                                                                                                       I don't feel very well today.I'm very sick.I can't go lunch with you again.I know how fussy are you,and how we're drifting away from each other now.I've been lying nowadays.I can give you so much reasons to you but can't help regretting about it later.We keep arguing.I don't want you to get worried.Besides,I don't know what to expect.I don't know how much any longer I can take this,the pain of staying alive.I have a stomach cancer.I've been diagnosed having that 3 months ago before I met you.I don't know that much time left there for me.I wanted you to know,I've fallen in love with your smile and everything about you.My world changed since I met you,I look forward to see tomorrow and I even told my friends about you & our jokes.I missed you everyday.I stalked you,and I know how much you admired that special someone that you have a crush on.It's okay,my life is short.I don't even expect us to get married and have kids in the end.I can already picture you mumbling about doing the house chores while I'm lazying around and our kids running here and there,with the toys in our own apartment.I realize that I want to live and grow old together with you too.I must to tell you,in this life..I already have someone like you.That's all that matters.I don't mind ripping my own heart apart and make you hate me,hurt me but I have to let you go.You cried.I know you do have feelings for me,but you deserve someone better.Life is short.I want you to treasure it to the fullest,like I did.


You.You. 
Maybe my last note about you.I can't carry own like this.It's been almost a year now.I missed you.I have missed you all along until today.I long to see you,even you are not near me,I sensed you everywhere,every second,every minute,everytime.My eyes only searches for the one and only you.Call it love,madness or just my inexplicable heartbeats.I kept the origami we made together in a transparent jar bottle.You taught me how to fold a small paper into a piece of art.Thank you. If you ever found out about my passing,please don't even shed a tears for me.I hate seeing you cry,my dear.It's already written in Destiny and this is what the thing we called as Fate.And also,If you ever wondered why I didn't tell you everything at the first place,it's because I accepted Death as a part of life.I enjoyed every single part of day and night,it is with your presence around me.I was devastated to know that you're crushing on one of my bestfriends.I have to back off since I know,I won't have the chance to have a happy ending like normal people.I know,I let you go for a reason,but I still remain as a part of you.I care about you.If you ever missed me,look at the sky every night and smile.You'll see the stars.Go count them out for me.It resembles how much you mean to me.The stars are pretty and beautiful.Pretty and beautiful,just like you.The stars won't be visible there if you're sad and gloomy.They will always be there for you,shinning away and make you happy,no matter what.You're worthwhile to know in my entire lifetime.I love you.
You.You

Smile for me,darling...
coz a smile can lead to happy dreams...=)

 The End.The reply to this in the girls perceptive is coming soon.
Love it?Hate it?Feel free to share them with me.

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