 Posted: Sat 13:56, 07 May 2011 Post subject: Bitter love |
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| Love the taste of it should be happy. Sweet, people worried about at night and think about it. What is the taste that love it?
last May Day, I and my first love first date. Of course, we do not determine the relationship, just want to know just a little bit of each other. He, a high boy with a charming smile, a little childish. I know this is the type favored by most girls, so when I first saw him, I told myself, when it is transparent to it, he belongs to the temptation of others, as he is absolutely impossible for such a boy care about me. He is a network of Internet cafes I frequented, often talk about the meeting, I would like him son. But I do well, he did not impress me, maybe because I had always been living in their own right circle. So Fake watches, after a few months time when I Fall in love with the network, almost every day to spend several hours wandering. And he often sat beside me, and gradually become a habit. Began nodding and smiling. So that large impulses at noon have to go online, of course, the purpose has changed. An accident at noon, and he asked me for my QQ number, I naturally told him Tag heuer watches, the heart was beating badly. I know that I love him, but I do not know him. Growing fast, he wants me to be his girlfriend, and I have not refused nor agreed, just, and he started the first appointment. do not know when, already in love with the black night Fake rolex watches for sale, wandering on the road actually a blessing. He and I are not very rich, so find a place to sit, only the point of a glass of cola, so talked the whole night. He is a very filial, of course Cartier replica, just listening. Reluctant when it comes to home, began to have feeling of love. There is also a feeling of being loved look, very weak, because I think the progress that has been considered a fast. Like every couple of very ordinary, like a little attachment. Sweet sweet. do not know because no self-confidence, or because in the past seen many games love. I'm not sure we have the game or the love between, I just knew I was not afford the people, and is a very easy to believe someone else's people. Fear, fear forced me to break up with him. I am a very sensitive person, some small action, you can judge a person. Reason tells me that he does not love me. But I forget, I love him, can not get in deep. , love is sometimes just a feeling. Just feel too fast, go too fast. Leaving only a trace of bitterness. |
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