Short Sad Love Stories
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It all started when I was 6 years old. I met a boy while
I was playing outside on my farm in California. He was an
average kind of boy that you chased and beat up for teasing
you. After that first meeting where I beat him up, we kept
on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That
only lasted for a little while though. After that, we would
meet at the fence all the time and were always seen together
there.
I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet and
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 told him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke
my heart. He comforted me and told me 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 that I loved
him as a good friend.
All through high school till graduation, we're always together
and I thought it was normal as we were good friends. But
I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation
night, even though we had different dates for the prom,
I really wanted to be with him. After everybody went home
that night, I went to his house and told 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 our future plans instead. I looked into his eyes and
listened to him talk about his dreams. He wanted to get
married and settle down. He also said he wanted to be rich
and successful. I told him about my dreams and cuddle next
to him.
I went home hurt because I didn't tell him how I felt about
him. I wanted to tell him that I love him so badly but I
was too scared and frightened to do so. I decided to let
my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell
him how I felt. All through college, I wanted to tell him
about my feelings 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 also sad because I didn't tell him how I felt. Nevertheless,
I couldn't let him know then as he was leaving for his big
job. Hence, I just kept it to myself and watched him board
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 felt
for him inside my heart.
I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way up to
be 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. I
knew that I could never be with him ever again and we could
only be friends from now on. I went to the wedding the next
month. It was a big occasion. There was a big church wedding
and grand reception at a hotel. I met the bride and him.
I fell in love when him again on that day. 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 with another person.
I tried to appear to be happy to cover up the sadness and
tears inside me.
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