chris sad story

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Chris Diary

sad story

It had been raining for more than a week,so much rain it made everyday seemedso restless and gloomy. She called andsaid she was coming up. It was the thirdtime she came up to see me that week. I

carried her excuse of why she came allthe way here and went to meet her at thenearby seven-eleven. She was standingthere alone, carrying her red umbrella.Her friend had dropped her off. It wasraining and she was shivering. Shelooked weak and fragile in the harsh rain,wearing not enough to keep her warm.

I walked up to her and said, "oushouldn!t come see me anymore," andstuff like how we shouldn!t be together.She said, "I miss you."

I told her coldly, "ets go, I!ll take youhome."She did not open up her umbrella, I knewshe wanted to share mine.I said, "#pen up your umbrella, let!s go."

$nwillingly, She opened up her umbrellaand walked with me to the car. She saidshe hadn!t eat lunch or dinner and askedif we could stop at some place to eat.

%ight away I answered with a stonedheart, "&o'"

(isappointed, she asked me to take herto the train station, she said she wouldtake the train back home.

)aybe it was the rain, all the trains werefull of people with umbrellas and suitcases who were eager to get home, notcaring about who *ust passed by. +ewaited and waited, she looked at meinnocently. eing together for so long, ofcourse I knew what she meant. Iunderstand how she must feel when shecame all this way here in this kind of

weather and I treat her like this. +ith hersoft eyes staring at me, I felt guilt andwanted to let her stay for the night.

ut reality struck again, I said to hercoldly, "et!s go try the other train station."

+e were living in the same apartmentbuilding, on the same floor. ack thenthere were four of us, and we got alongwell. +e would always eat dinner

together, watch movies, and sometimesgo camping. +e were more like a family,but I didn!t know I would end up falling inlove with the only girl of the four. )aybe itwas during the last year of college, havingliving together for two years, wedeveloped deep feelings for each other.

fter she graduated she went back home,

and I stayed for one more year to finishschool. (uring that year I was only able totake the train down to see her onholidays, but never for long. hat was howwe kept the treasured relationship.

+e were walking along the side of theroad. She was in front of me and I wasright behind her. Her umbrella had abroken spoke. She looked liked awounded soldier, carrying her rusted riflewalking weakly. )any times, she was toointo thinking or whatever she was doing,

drifting off the road, she almost got hit bythe cars passing by. I wanted to *ust takeher in my arms, but with the love I had forher and the constant pain in my stomach,I did nothing. #n the way, we passed bythe park where we use to always go.

She begged and said, "ets go in the park*ust for a little while please, I promise I!llgo home right after this."

+ith her begging, my cold heart softened,but I still put up an annoyed face and

walked in the park. I was *ust sitting onthe benches looking like I wanted toleave. She went to the big oak tree andshe was looking for something. I knewshe was looking for what we wrote on thattree with a silver ink pen half a year ago.If I remember it right, it said, "/hris andSusan was here, /hris had tea andSusan was drinking hot chocolate. Hope/hris and Susan would always rememberthis day, always loving each other,forever." She was looking around for 0uitea while, then she came back slowly withtears on her face.

She said, "/hris, I can!t find it, it!s notthere anymore."I felt so sour inside, there was a stream ofpain, flowing into my heart, the kind ofpain I!ve never felt before. ut all I coulddo was pretend I didn!t care, and said,"/an we go now1"I opened up my big black umbrella, shewas *ust standing there, didn!t want toleave yet, hoping there was still a chance.


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She said, "ou made up the story of youand that other girl didn!t you1 I know Ifrustrate you sometimes, but I!ll change,can!t we start over1"

I didn!t say a word, *ust looked down andshook my head. fter that we *ust kept onwalking towards the train station, didn!t

say a word to each other.

2our years ago, the doctor said I hadcancer, but it was found early, so it wasstill curable. hinking that it was okay, Istarted living my normal life again, andeven forgot about the cancer. I didn!t thinkabout the cancer again and did not goback to the doctor. $ntil a month ago, mystomach was hurting for two weeksstraight, and the nightmare awakened meagain. 2irst I thought the pain wouldl goaway, but it grew stronger until to the point

that I couldn!t take it anymore. I went backto the doctor and took an 3-ray. hepicture came out and there was a bigblack spot, which proved the truth that Idid not want to believe. I was at the mostglittering part of my life, but it was comingto an end. I wanted myself and the peoplearound me to go through the least painpossible, so I decided to commit suicide.ut I couldn!t let people find out about myintentions, especially Susan, the person Ilove the most in this whole world, who stilldoesn!t know about the truth. Susan wasstill young, she shouldn!t have to gothrough this. So I made up some storiesand lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do,and it broke her heart, but it was thefastest way to wipe out three years!sfeelings. I didn!t have much time, becauseI would soon start to loose hair and shewould find out eventually. ut now I!mclose to succeeding, this drama wouldsoon be over. hirty minutes more thiswould all come to an end, that was what Ihad in mind.

he train had stopped running so I calleda taxi for her. +e were *ust standing there,waiting, loosing our last moments insilence.

I saw the taxi from far away, I held mytears and said to her, "ake care ofyourself, take good care of yourself."

She didn!t talk, *ust nodded lightly, andthen opened up her misshaped umbrellaand stepped out on the street. #ut in the

rain, we became two single life forms, onered, one black, so far away from eachother. I opened the door for her and shegot in, then I close the gate that wouldseparate me from her forever. I stood bythe car, staring in the dark window, at thefirst love in my life, also the last one,walking out of my life. he car started,

driving into the street. 2inally I couldn!thold my sorrow and the twist in my heartany longer, waving my arms rapidlychasing after the taxi, because I knew,this would be the last time I see her. Iwanted to tell her I still love her, I wantedto tell her to stay, I wanted to tell her somuch, but the taxi had already turned inthe corner. +arm tears kept falling downmy face, blended with the cold rain drops.I was cold, not because of the rain. I wascold inside.

She left, and I didn!t get anymore of herphone calls even until today. I know shedidn!t see my tears, because they werewashed away by the rain. I left withoutregrets. ut I!m not /hris, I!m that girlSusan, using my memory, and his diary Ifound after one year since he left, writingdown these last words.

Romance StoryA Diary From A Guy

45anuary 64

(o you still remember the first time wemet1 It was the first day in school. I washurriedly entering the school gate when Ibumped into you as you stepped out of aluxurious 7olvo. he books you wereholding fell all over the ground. I 0uicklypicked up the books and returned them toyou along with words of apology, but all

you showed me was your intimidatinglook. )y first impression of you wasthatyou were a wilful girl born with agolden sthingy in the mouth. I hadre*ected you completely and had hopednot to meet you again, but surprisinglyyou turned out to be my classmate.

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I started to know more about you as dayspassed and my opinion of you changedfor the better on each passing day. Irealised that you were from a wealthyfamily but definitely not a wilful girl. ouwere nice and friendly. ou got angry thatday we first met because I had left afootprint marking on the poetry collection

you loved dearly. +e met often duringlunch break and I found something in youthat was different from the rest of the girls- your passion for /hinese poetry. #ftenyou would mumble something to yourself.Initially, I thought that you were humminga pop song butlater I realised that you had been reciting/hinese poems from great poets. ouwere so knowledgeable that you knewevery poet and which poems theycomposed. I was very impressed indeed.

4pril 84

I met you again in the study area. hatday you were reading the /hineseclassics "%omance of the 9 kingdom".our ability to appreciate /hinese classicsleft me with admiration. ou were indeeduni0ue in many ways.

4)ay 84

2rom then on, we would often meet in thestudy area to discuss about the good and

bad things of the character in these/hinese classics. (o you still rememberthe time when we a' lmost br oke offbecause we could not agree on whether5ia aou hurt in (ai u1 #ur argumentwas so fierce that we never talked for thatweek. ut when 2riday came, we still metin the study area and laughed over theincident. fter which, another argumentstarted.

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I could not deny it. It was a feeling I couldnot identify accurately. +enever youlaughed over a *oke with other guys, thatemotion filled my senses. It took me awhile before identified it. I was in love; thefeeling was *ealousy. I felt the need toexpress it. ut, I was afraid...that youwould dismiss my feeling, that you and Iwould be stuck in an embarrassing

situation, that our long nurtured friendshipwould crumble...therefore, I kept 0uiet.

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dropped, and for the first time, I saw someredness on her lips.

4#ct 6?4

It was the last day of examination and Irushed to &$H to continue my story.+hen I reached there, I only saw the

nurse arranging the bed you once slepton. +hen I asked about you, the nursetold me expressionlessly that you hadpassed away. It was a bolt from the bluefor me. I stood motionless for a long time.I hated myself for spending the last fewdays preparing for the last examinationpaper. I hated myself for not stayinglonger the last time I visited you. I hatedmyself so much...but you were gone...... Ican!t remember how I got home that day.+hen I woke up, I was already in myroom. he pillow I slept on was wet. he

next day, I went for the funeral. I heardfrom your father that on the day youpassed away, you were still reading the@oetry collection I gave you as a gift foryour birthday. Standing in front of ourportrait, I had no tears, they were used upon the day of your death. ll I knew wassadness, my heart was like shattered intopieces and died.

45an 64

new girl has taken over your seat. She

does not like poetry, but she likes to humpop songs. +hen I asked her if sheknows 5ia ao u, she replied> "+hattalking you." es, you were gone. ut tome, the seat is still unoccupied, andmaybe no one will ever occupy it......

Romance StoryShe was Not Beautiful

She was not beautiful. &othing about herwas extraordinary. &othing about hermade her stand out in a crowd. She grew

up in a family of six and being the eldest,she learned responsibility at an early age.

s she grew stronger and brighter, sheinstilled a sort of light and cheer towhomever she met. She was notbeautiful, but she made others feel betterabout themselves. She meets a rebel boywho thinks he is all man, befriending him,she teaches him. She teaches him how toread and a little boost, the !man! needed

to go to college, they become fast friendsand she fell fast in love with her ruggedhandsome student.

he !man! then finds himself in love with agirl. girl who was so beautiful. Her hairwas a hallow of light around her. Her eyesthe bluest blue of the ocean. !ike an

angel! he tells his tutor !like a beautifulangel.! he girl swallows a lump at herthroat. She was not beautiful, she did notposses the heart of the one he loved, butshe did not care. s long as he washappy, she would be happy, or so shetried to. She helped write the mostbeautiful letters to his angel. ll the timevisioning it was she herself receivingthose very letters. nd so the girl helpedhim choose the right clothes, say the rightwords, and buy the right gifts for hisangel.

His angel brought him much *oy and muchpain to the girl who cried behind hersmiles. ut that never stopped her fromgiving more than she will ever receive.hen one day, the angel he loved left himfor another man. richer more successfulman. he boy was stunned. He was sohurt, he did not speak for days. he girlwent to him. He cried on her shoulder andshe cried with him.

He was hurt and she was too. ime went

by and so wounds heal. he boy reali=essomething about his friendAtutor.Something he never reali=ed before. Howher laughter sounded heavenly and howher smiles brightened up the darkestdays, or how simply beautiful she lookedto him'

eautiful. his plain, simple girl wasbeautiful to him. nd he began to fall. 2allso in love with this beautiful girl. #n oneday, he picked up all his courage to seeher. He walked to her house, nervous,

and fidgeting, %unning his thoughts overand over his head.

He was going to tell her how beautiful shewas to him. He was going to tell her howwonderfully in love he was with her. Heknocked. &o one was home.

he next day, he found out that thebeautiful girl he fell in love with had abrain tumor that put her into a coma. he


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doctors were grim and the family decidedto let her go.

#ne final time he got to see her. He heldher hand. He stroked her hair and hecried for this beautiful girl. He cried, but itwas too late. he beautiful girl was buriedand the heavens broke. #ut a beautiful

spring shower, a cry for their loss. Shewas the most beautiful girl in the worldand she had taught the rebel boy-man tolove and what it is to be loved.

She was the most beautiful girl in theworld.

ook around. ren!t there a lot of plainfaces1 ake a good look. real good lookor you might *ust miss out that beautifulperson.

Tragic Love StoryLet me Love You

#nce upon a time, there was once a guywho was very much in love with this girl.his romantic guy folded


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!ute Love StoryLoving an "m#erfect $erson

hey have been married for two years.He loves literature and often posts hiswork on the net, but nobody ever readsthem. He is also into photography and hehandles their wedding photos. He loves

her very much. ikewise with her. She hasa 0uick temper and always bullies him. Heis a gentleman and always gives in to her.

oday, she!s being willful again.

Her> "+hy can!t you be the photographerfor my friend!s wedding1 She promisedshe!d pay."Him> "I don!t have time that day."Her> "Humph'"Him> "Huh1"Her> "(on!t have time1 +rite less of those

novels, and you will have all the time youneed."Him> "I... someone will definitely recogni=emy work some day."Her> "Humph' I don!t care, you!ll have todo it for her'"Him> "&o."Her> "5ust this once1"Him> "&o."

&egotiation!s broken. So, she gave thefinal warning> "ive me a es within threedays, or else..."

2irst day, she "withheld" the kitchen,bathroom, computer, refrigerator,television, hi-fi... Cxcept the double bed,to show her "benevolence".

#f course, she has to sleep on it too. Hedidn!t mind, as he still has some cash inhis pockets.

Second day, she conducted a raid andremoved everything from his pockets andwarned, "Seek any external help, and you

bear the conse0uences."

He!s nervous now. hat night, on the bed,he begs for mercy, hoping that she!ll endthis state. She doesn!t give a damn. &oway am I giving in, whatever he says.$ntil he agrees.

hird day, night. #n the bed. He!s lying onthe bed, looking to one side. She!s lyingon the bed, looking to the other side.

Him> "+e need to talk."Her> "$nless it!s about the wedding, forgetit."Him> "It!s something very important."

She remains silent.

Him>"et!s get a divorce."

She did not believe her ears.Him> "I got to know a girl."

She!s totally angry, and wanted to hit him.ut she held it down, wanting to let himfinish. ut her eyes already felt wet. Hetook a photo out from his chest. @robablyfrom his undershirt pocket, that!s the onlyplace she didn!t go through yesterday.How careless.

Him> "She!s a nice girl."Her tears fell.

Him> "She has a good personality too."She!s heartbroken because he puts aphoto of some other girl close to his heart.

Him> "She says that she!ll support me fullyin my pursue for literature after we gotmarried."

She!s very *ealous because she said thesame thing in the past.Him> "She loves me truly."She wishes to sit up and scream at him"(on!t I1"Him> "So, I think she won!t force me to dosomething that I don!t want to do."

She!s thinking, but the rage won!t subside.

Him> "+ant to take a look at the photo Itook for her1"Her> "...'"

He brings the photo before her eyes.She!s in a total rage, hits his hand awayand leaves a burning slap on his face.

He sighs. She cries.He puts the photo back to his pocket. Shepulls her hand back under the blanket.

He turns off the light, and sleeps. Sheturns on the light, and sits up. He!sasleep. She lost sleep. She regretstreating him the way she treated him.


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She cried again, and thought about a lotof things. She wants to wake him up. Shewants to have a intimate talk with him.She doesn!t want to push him anymore.She stares at his chest. She wants to seehow the girl looks.

She slips the photo out. She wanted to

cry and she wanted to laugh.

It!s a nicely taken photo. photo he tookfor her. She bends down, and kissed himon his cheek.

He smiled. He was *ust pretending to beasleep.

"ou learn to love, not by finding a perfectperson, but by learning to see animperfect person perfectly."

Funny Love StoryThe $hone !all

girl 0uickly punches a number into herphone and waits until she hears the otherline pick up.

Jecky, I donKt know what to do, I reallydonKt. I love him so much and I donKt thinkhe thinks of me that way. I mean,whenever I see him or think of him, I canKthelp it, this smile comes across my face.

Sometimes he sees me smiling andsmiles back. hatKs when my knees turnto *ello and I get butterflies in my stomach.I know you think that heKs is so totallyadorable and cute, but if you look pastthat and actually listen to what he has tosay, you find a totally different person.HeKs so caring and considerate and hemakes me feel like I donKt deserve him.+ell, actually, I donKt deserve him. HeKstoo perfect, I mean, look at all the girlsthat fall over for him. I could never be oneof those. heir all so pretty and bubblyandL.. not me. I couldnKt even start to

compare myself to them. ut whenever Ithink of him or see him, I canKt help it, Ismile. &ow I didnKt tell you this but hecalled me the other day about homework.I tell you now, I made a complete fool ofmyself. IKm so embarrassed. I stutteredthe whole time, but he was so sweet and

*ust kept talking and making me feelbetter. HeKs so perfect ecky, I donKtdeserve him, so why do I keep wishingand praying that he will notice me,

why1............ecky1 ecky are youthere1M

Jhis isnKt ecky.M

@etrified the girl asks, Jhen who is this1M

J his is the guy whoKs smile turns your

knees to *ello and I *ust wanted to say onething. Cverything you *ust said now, IKvebeen wanting to say since the day I metyou.M

Sa% Love Story&" Love You&

I have a boyfriend who grew up with me.His name is 5in. I always thought of himas a friend until last year, when we wentto a trip from a club. I found that I fell inlove with him. efore that trip was over, Itook a step and confessed my love forhim. nd soon, we became a pair oflovers, but we loved each other indifferent ways. I always concentrated onhim only, but by his side, there were somany other girls. o me, he was the onlyone, but to him, maybe I was *ust anothergirlL

J5in, do you want to go watch a movie1M Iasked.JI canKtMJ+hy1 ou need to study at home1M I feltdisappointment grabbing me.J&oL I am going to meet a friendLM

He was always like that. He met girls infront of me, like it was nothing. o him, Iwas *ust a girlfriend. he word NloveK onlycame out from my mouth. Since I knewhim, I had never heard him say NI love youKbefore. o us, there werenKt anyanniversaries at all. He didnKt sayanything from the first day and itcontinued till $m, 5in, I L5in> +hatLdonKt drag, *ust say..)e> I love you.5in> LLyouL.um, *ust take this doll andgo home.hat was how he ignored my Nthree wordsK


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and handed me the doll. hen hedisappeared, like he was running away.he dolls I received from him everyday,filled my room, one by one. here weremanyLhen one day came, my 5inL

5in> HereLtake thisLgain, he handed me a little doll.

)e> +hatKs this15in> I didnKt give it to you yesterday, so Iam giving it to you now. IKm going homenow, bye.)e> +ait, wait' (o you know what todayis15in> oday1 Huh1I felt so sad, I thought he would remembermy birthday. He turned around andwalked away like nothing hadhappen.hen I shoutedL J+aitLM5in> ou have something to say1)e> ell me, tell me you love meL5in> +hat1'

)e> ell meI put my pathetic self behind and clung onto him. ut he *ust said simple cold wordsand left.JI donKt want to sayLthat I love someoneso easily, if you are desperate to hear it,then find someone else.Mhat was what he said. hen he ran off.)y legs felt numbL and I collapsed to theground. He didnKt want to say it easilyLHow could heL. I felt thatL )aybe he isnot the right guy for meL

fter that day, I stranded myself at home

crying, *ust crying. He didnKt call me,although I was waiting. He *ust continuedhanding me a little doll every morningoutside my house. hatKs how those dollspiled up in my roomL everyday

fter a month, I got myself together andwent to school. ut what made the painresurface was thatL I saw him on astreetL with another girlL He had asmile on his face, one that he never

showed meLas he touched the dollL Iran straight back home and looked at thedolls in my room, and tears fellL +hy didhe gave these to meL hose dolls areprobably picked out by some other girlsLIn a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around.hen suddenly, the phone rang. It washim. He told me to come out to the bus

stop outside my house. I tried to calmmyself down and walked to the bus stop. Ikept reminding myself that I am going toforget him, thatL itKs going to end. henhe came into my sight, holding a big doll.

5in> 5o, I thought you were pissed, youreally came1I couldnKt help hating him, acting likenothing had happen and *oking around.Soon, he held out the doll as usualL)e> I donKt need it. 5in> +hatL.whyLI grabbed the doll from his hands and

threw it on the road.)e> I donKt need this doll, I donKt need itanymore'' I donKt want to see a personlike you again'I spitted out all the words that were insideme. ut unlike other days, his eyes veryshaking.JIKm sorryM He apologi=ed in a tiny voice.He then walked over to the road to pickup the dollL)e> ou stupid' +hy are you picking upthe doll1' 5ust throw it away'''

ut he ignored me and *ust went to pickthe doll. henL

HonkO HonkO+ith a loud honk, a big truck was headingtowards him.J5in' )ove' )ove away'M I shoutedL uthe didnKt hear me, he s0uatted down andpicked up the doll.J5in, move'M H#&PO'' Joom'M hatsound, so terrifying.hatKs how he went away from me. hatKshow he went away without even openinghis eyes to say one word to me.

fter that day, I had to go througheveryday with guiltiness and the sadnessof losing himL nd after spending twomonths like a cra=y personL I took outthe dolls.

hose were the only gifts he left me sincethe day we started going out. Iremembered the days I spent with himand started to count the daysL when wewere in loveL


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ut, people will remember how you madethem feel.

rue love is falling in love with your bestfriend,and only then, will you find the meaning ofhappiness.

&ever say !I like you! if you don!t care.never talk about feelings if they!re notthere.never touch a life if you mean to break aheart.

It!s hard to live alone,its hard to choose someone to love,but the hardest part of fallingis to admit that you have fallen in lovewith someone you didn!t mean to lovefrom the start...

+e all want to fall in love.+hy1 ecause that experiencemakes us feel completely alive.+here every sense is heightened,every emotion is magnified,our everyday reality is shatteredand we are flying into the heavens.It may only last a moment, an hour, anafternoon.ut that doesn!t diminish its value.ecause we are left with memoriesthat we treasure for the rest of our lives.

ove is not measured by how you feel,but how you make the other person feel.

+hen traveling the path of life,and finding love along the way,everything looks new and different.ittle do you know it is the same oldlandscapeyou used to see all of the time;love has *ust given you new eyes.

#( puts a certain person in our ivesfor a %eason,

nd whatever %eason that #(had in mind for putting you into mine...I don!t mind... I am *ust thankful HC did.

ove may mean taking chances, but theirworth taking.

ove, is letting go of fear

So often we don!t say !I love you!because we fear losing someone,but more often we lose thembecause we fear saying !I love you!

If you love someone, tell them...for hearts are often broken by words leftunspoken.

Love Frien%shi# )uotes

So often we don!t say !I love you!because we fear losing someone,but more often we lose thembecause we fear saying !I love you!

If you love someone, tell them...for hearts are often broken by words leftunspoken.

Seems like I am always chosen to be the!friend!.hey can date other girls,and go out with other girls,but when it comes to me,I always hear those same three words...!let!s be friends.!

nd I can date other guys,but the ones I really care about

he other way to get married is a lot morefun,a lot more rational, and a lot moresuccessful.It!s called dating.

@ermission )arketer goes on a date.If it goes well, the two of them go onanother date.

nd then another. $ntil, after ten or twelvedates,both sides can really communicate witheach other about their needs and desires.

fter twenty dates they meet each other!sfamilies.2inally, after three or four months ofdating,

the @ermission )arketer proposesmarriage.@ermission )arketing is *ust like dating.It turns stranger into friends and friendsinto lifetime customers.)any of the rules of dating apply,and so do many of the benefits.

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If you want to be with someone you love,aren!t you already there1

Side by side or miles apart,

friends like us stay close to the heart.Closeness isn't always measured in distance;

friends can live many miles away,

but the bond of love formed long ago

always keeps them close at heart.Our riendship! " two way road to a perfect

love.

" friend is someone who will walk

the long way when you don't want to hop thefence.

#oney and power only last the hour,

but friendship and love withstand the sky

above.

Bro*en +eart )uotes

Don't Cry Over Someone $hat %on't Cry

Over &ouo (uy )s %orth &our $ears * %hen &ou

ind $he One $hat )s +e %on't #ake &ou Cry)f &ou eally -ove Something Set )t ree.

)f )t Comes ack )t's &ours, )f ot )t %asn't

#eant $o e

Some Day &ou'll Cry or #e -ike ) Cried or&ou,

Some Day &ou'll #iss #e -ike ) #issed &ou,

Some Day &ou'll eed #e -ike ) eeded

&ou,Some Day &ou'll -ove #e ut ) %on't -ove

&ou

$ime will make you forget me but time willmake me love you more than before.)f ) never met you, ) wouldn't like you. )f )

didn't like you ) wouldn't love you.

)f ) didn't love you ) wouldn't miss you, but )

did, ) do and ) will.#y heart longs for you, my soul dies for you,

my eyes cry for you, my empty arms reach out

for you.

orget who hurt you yesterday,ut don't forget who loves you tenderly today.

-ove can make you happy but often times it

hurts,

but love is only special when you give it towho its worth.

oyfriends come and go, but friends are

forever.

$he hardest part of loving someone isknowing when to let go,

and knowing when to say goodbye.

o pleassure, no e/pressions 0ust an illusion

of what should of but wasnt.) hate you for not letting me have you.

orget the times he walked by, orget the

times he made you cry,

orget the times he spoke your name,

emember now your not the same.

orget the times he held your hand, orget thesweet things if you can,

orget the times * Don't pretend, emember

now he's 0ust your friend.

$he day you finally decide to love me will bethe day

after the day ) have given up on chasing you) hate to see the one ) love happy with

somebodybut ) surely hate it more to see the one ) love

unhappy with me...

) had a dream and it was about you ...

) smiled and recalled the memories we had ...then ) noticed a tear fell from my eyes ... you

know why1

Co2 in my dream you kissed me and said

goodbye

Best Love )uotes

$o love someone isto understand each other,

to laugh together,

to smile with your heart

and to trust one another.One important thing is

to let each other go

if you can't do this.)f music be the food of love, play on

)3D!

" member of the opposite se/ in your

ac4uaintance who has some flaw which makessleeping with him5her totally unappealing.

-ove reminds you that nothing else matters.

-ove is more than a feeling;

it's a state of mind.$he best things in life

can never be kept;

$hey must be given away.

" Smile, a 6iss, and -ove$o love is not to look at one another,

ut to look together in the same direction

)f you love someone you say it,...

you say it right then,out loud,...

or the moment 0ust...

passes you by-ove! a temporary insanity,curable by marriage...

-ove is but the discovery of ourselves in

others,

and the delight in the recognition.$here is no remedy for love but to love more.

$here is always some madness in love.

ut there is also always some reason in

madness.


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-ove looks not with the eyes, but with the

mind;

"nd therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.$he eskimos have 78 words for snow because

it is so special to them;

there ought to be as many for love9

+ot Love Story

",m Sorry " Lie%

5enny was so happy about the house theyhad found. 2or once in her life that was onthe right side of town. She unpacked herthings with such great ease. s shewatched her new curtains blow in thebree=e. How wonderful it was to have herown room. School would be starting, shewould have friends over soon. here willbe sleep-overs, and parties. She was sohappy. It!s *ust the way she wanted her lifeto be.

#n the first day of school, everything wentgreat. She made new friends and evengot a date' She thought, "I want to bepopular and I!m going to be, because I

*ust got a date with the star of the team'"o be known in this school you had tohave a clout, and dating this guy wouldsure help her out. here was only oneproblem stopping her fate. Her parentshad said she was too young to date. "+ellI *ust won!t tell them the entire truth. heywon!t know the difference. +hat!s there to

lose1"

5enny asked to stay with her friends thatnight. Her parents frowned but said, "llright." Cxcited, she got ready for the bigevent. ut as she rushed around like shehad no sense, she began to feel guiltyabout all the lies, but what!s a pi==a, aparty, and a moonlight ride1 +ell thepi==a was good, and the party was great,and the moonlight ride would have to wait,for 5eff was half drunk by this time.

ut he kissed her and said that he was*ust fine. hen the room filled with smokedand 5eff took a puff. 5enny couldn!tbelieve he was smoking that stuff. &ow5eff was ready to ride to the point, butonly after he!d smoked another *oint.

hey *umped in the car for the moonlightride, not thinking that he was too drunk todrive. hey finally made it to the point atlast, and 5eff started trying to make a

pass. pass is not what 5enny wanted atall Dand by a pass, I don!t mean playingfootball.E "@erhaps my parents were right.)aybe I am too young. oy, how could Iever, ever be so dumb1" +ith all of hermight, she pushed 5eff away, "@lease takeme home, I don!t want to stay."

5eff cranked up the engine and floored thegas. In a matter of seconds they weregoing too fast. s 5eff drove on in a fit ofwild anger, 5enny knew that her life was indanger. She begged and pleaded for himto slow down, but he *ust got faster asthey neared the town. "5ust let me gethome' I!ll confess that I lied. I really wentout for a moonlight ride."

hen all of a sudden, she saw a big flash."#h od, @lease help us' +e!re going tocrash'" She doesn!t remember the force of

impact. 5ust that everything all of asudden went black. She felt someoneremove her from the twisted rubble, andheard, "/all an ambulance' hese kidsare in trouble'" 7oices she heard, a fewwords at best. ut she knew there weretwo cars involved in the wreck.

hen wondered to herself if 5eff was allright, and if the people in the other carwas alive. She awoke in the hospital tofaces so sad. "ou!ve been in a wreck andit looks pretty bad." hese voices echoed

inside her head, as they gently told herthat 5eff was dead. hey said "5enny,we!ve done all we can do. ut it looks as ifwe!ll lose you too." "ut the people in theother car1" 5enny cried. "+e!re sorry,5enny, they also died."

5enny prayed, "od, forgive me for whatI!ve done. I only wanted to have *ust onenight of fun." "ell those people!s family,I!ve made their lives dim, and wish I couldreturn their families to them." "ell )omand (ad I!m sorry I lied, and that it!s my

fault so many have died. #h, nurse, won!tyou please tell them that for me1"

he nurse *ust stood there. She neveragreed. ut took 5enny!s hand with tearsin her eyes. nd a few moments later5enny died. man asked the nurse, "+hydidn!t you do your best to bid that girl herone last re0uest1" She looked at the manwith eyes so sad. "ecause the people inthe other car were her mom and dad."


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