My Story - The loser called Me

How can you tell the rain not to fall when the clouds exist? How can you tell the leaves not to fall when the wind exists? How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist?

The year 2002 was a long year, the start of my "loserhood" in my love life. If I could turn back time, I would wish to rectify the many problems I had then.

At the start of the new school year, something happened. Classmates kept asking each other who they liked. At first, I denied that I liked anyone...as I was afraid that it would create a rift between us if too many people knew. Sadly, this -insert your own vulgarity- friend of mine went around telling people that I liked someone. Till today I have not totally forgiven him. Slowly, people began to know that I liked you. In the meantime I found out that many guys in our class liked you too...

Then came Valentine's Day. I got a gift for you. But when the day came...I did not dare to pass it to you...only at the end of the day I got my friend to give it to you. I regretted it. I knew I was insincere yet I did it. Nevertheless, you rejected it. That was one of the saddest days in my life, I only had myself to blame - For thinking that you would accept it, and for embarassing myself.

I could not bear to take it back home. A few days later, I sold it to my friend, as it was his friend's birthday and he wanted to give her something.

posted by Jason Chua at 9/25/2003 10:12:00 PM |