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my love story. @

it was rumored that she's holding a torch for me.
that junior from the same cca i had.
each time i perform, she will be there for me.

i had many close female friends,
i guess each time im closer to one, she gets affected.
one day she cried, at the rehersal.

i never had someone liking me before,
or neither do i know how to react to such situation.
basically i tried to console her.
i wiped her tears, she smiled.
i sent her home.
thats how it all begun.

i have to admit,
my impression for her wasnt the best to begin with.
i dont understand her anyway.
but somehow, after few weeks, we drew closer,

14th July 2002.
are we together?
are we not?
we din offically ask each other.
soon we went out for solo dates, rather than group ones.
she would wait for me for my extra classe to end,
i would wait for her guzhen lessons to end
often i sent her home, she allowed me to
soon its expected for me to.

our love story wasnt same as the others,
it was like piecing a zigsaw puzzle.
when others around us rush into r/s and get hurt,
ours where slow, but sweet.

we started holding hands, 3 months later,
it wasnt easy for us.
her parents din agree,
until i talked to them.
soon we are offically seeing each other,
with consent from our families.
she was always easily jealous,
because she loved me too much,
and yet the insensitive side of me,
dint realise how much i hurted her

we would enjoy watching the sunset,
bulding sandcastles,
she would enjoy lying on my chest,
while i watch her to sleep.

3 months turned to 6 months,
honey moon period?
i dont think so.
our love still going strong,
though we do quarrel, everytime we give in.

on our 6th mth ani,
i chased after a bus,
because she told me to.
after 3 bus stops,
she alighted.
we just hugged.
that picture,
no words nor language can ever describe.

then came our year anni.
i broke up with her,
she cried,
i shattered.

crying on ting's shoulders,
in front of my mates.
bitterly.
those tears cant stop.
i ran to her house, in the rain.
and i kept running from then on.
i never got the courage to tell her how much i loved her.
move on junquan.
move on.

i always thought im not the right one for her,
or she is the best one for me.
yet after breaking up
i broke into depression.

i look at the year anni she gave me,
a bottle of stars.
i cried.
it was the only present she left for me.
i wanted to pack it into the box.
it gave way, the bottle shattered.
peices of my hearts shattered everywhere.
i tried to glue it back.
but its isnt the same anymore.

14th July 2003, its ended.

yet, those pieces still remains,
those memories still hurts.
i said i moved on.
did i?

in the end of the day, i want my memories,
i want my past,
i want my girl back....

thanks to those who stood by me.
thanks to those who listened.
sorry, but i couldnt get over it.

his footsteps