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"This is the first time you kiss me." He looked at her like he has been shocked.
"Why? You don't like kissing me?" She responded.
"No! Just...I am kind of nervous to kiss you because if you were not kissing me, I don't know if you like me or not..."
Take a look at her smile, that smile seemed like flooding out all the way from the heart.
That's how their love story begins.
Same time, same man...everything started all over again...
The only difference was the feelings and the love between them.
She loves him since two years ago.......
Their first story started out in a really really bad way.
She loved him, but he didn't.
She did so much for him.
Everything she did for him although was hurting herself, she thought it worth it.
At last, she got the courage to tell him that she likes him, he said yes, but......
"Please don't go out with me because you feel sorry for me..." She said with tears.
"I won't." He responded.
"I'm sorry, but I think I went out with you because I felt sorry for you"
......it turned out to be a tragedy.
But then, things changed
She was asked out again by him.
Yeah, even though he hurt her so much before, but still, she loves him so much.
Two days after she was asked out again, she worried all the time and kept asking herself.
"Is this time real or he's going to hurt me again?"
Three days after she was asked out again, they went to a restaurant, and he was drunk.
He turned her head away, hugged her tightly.
"I like you so much."
Their story was started over again just simply by a sentence from him.
This time, they do stuff they have never did with each other before.
They will hold hands tightly.
They will go to breakfast, lunch and dinner together.
They will sit together.
They will kiss each other everyday.
They will save time as much as they can just to see each other.
They will buy stuff for each other.
They will make stuff for each other.
They don't have secrets at all.
They will take as much pictures as they can just to keep all the memories.
They will not sleep just to create more and more memories.
They are happy.
She had never thought of going to those happiest places with him.
Being together with him again is the most amazing thing happened to her.
Besides being with him again, this time, he seems to be real.
In Disney Land, he bought her a star-shaped necklace.
In Six Flags, he bought her a box of cute star-shaped assorted sour candies.
In Universal Studio, he bought her and himself a pair of necklace, which will create a heart.
Now he is being a "real" boyfriend.
She loves stars, she loves spiders, and she loves him.
One hundred or more pictures a day.
One hundred or more hugs a day.
One hundred or more kisses a day.
One hundred or more "I love you" a day.
Whenever they are sitting down, standing up, waiting or chilling, their hands will automatically reach into their pockets and take the camera out just to record the memories.
Whenever their hands are free, they will find their way to hold tight on.
Whenever their lips are free, they will find their way to land on.
Whenever they look into each other's eyes, the line "I love you" will come out.
She bought him a necklace.
He bought her a ring.
Sometimes people use gifts to lock up the one that they love.
But to them, these are promises.
One day, he was sad because he thought he did badly in his work.
She was being silly jumping around him.
She was being hyper laughing around him.
She was being foolish talking to herself around him.
She tried so hard to make him smile again, but it didn't work out really well.
Until at one point, she drew a simple little smiley face on his cheek,
the frown finally turned up-said-down.
From now on, smiley faces are their property.
All she wants is to see his smile.
All he wants is to see her smile.
But sometimes, either than smiles, tears come along.
Jealousy, happiness, worries, caring, touched, forgiving...
She had already forgotten how many times she had cried for him.
He had cried for her too.
He was once hurt, he was once no body, he was once somebody who never had somebody to talk to, he was once a shy little boy, he was once a strong outside weak inside boy...
She is the one.
She opens his heart.
She is the only one who can make him smile.
She is the only one who can make him cry.
She is the only one who can make him worry about all the time.
She is the only one who can make him think about all the time.
He is the only one who she always smiles for.
He is the only one who she always cries for.
He is the only one who she always worries the most.
He is the only one who she thinks about the most.
Both of them want each other only, not anyone else.
Because of her, he started to go to bed early every night.
Because of her, he started to prepare his clothes before he goes to bed.
Because of her, he started to get up early every morning.
Because of her, he started to eat breakfast.
Because of her, he started to look forward for the day to be done.
Because of her, he quitted doing things that harm him.
Because of her, he started to smile even more.
Because of her, he started liking the camera.
Because of her, he started to understand how to treasure the one he loves.
Every moment when she is with him, she can always find special from him.
His smile, whenever she is around him.
His laugher, whenever she does something silly.
His smell, right after he takes shower.
His hands, whenever their hands are holding tight together.
His body temperature, whenever he gives her hugs.
His hair, whenever he is lying down on her.
His nose, whenever he lean his face against hers.
His eyes, whenever she stealthily looks at him.
His ears, whenever she tries to tickle him.
His belly button, whenever her hands are cold.
She could hardly live without him.
Twenty-six alphabets, you can use each letter to describe a person.
One day, they were sitting together chatting.
Somehow, they suddenly came up with these twenty-six alphabets.
They decided to use these alphabets to describe each other.
Ice-cream lover, ice-skater
Various, vacuum cleaner
And there are more and more words describing themselves.
WE'RE LAYING ON THE GRASS
IN A STARY STARY NIGHT
WE DIDN'T SAY A WORD
I STEALTHILY LOOK AT YOU
YOU CLOSED YOUR EYES REAL TIGHT
YOU HELD YOUR ARMS REAL TIGHT
WHAT WILL WE BE
Remembering that night, they were lying on the grass,
Looking up at the stars...
She loves him...but he did not know...
She was kept looking at him, but he was just having his eyes closed...
She really wanted to let him know all the feeling that she felt for him...
But she was just so afraid...because she knew, he likes somebody else...
"I'M WALKING IN THE RAIN
IN A SILENT SILENT NIGHT
THERE ARE WAY TO MUCH TO CARE
THERE ARE WAY TO MUCH TO CRY
YOU SUDDENLY WALK BY
YOU RAN UP AND HELD ME TIGHT
A MOMENT THAT I DREAMT HAD ARRIVED-
She was once walking all alone.
She had no idea where to go.
She thought that she might be the loneliest girl on this planet.
She put so much heart on him.
She could not even count how many times she had cried for him.
But one day, he turned her head around and said...
"I like you.-
A FRIENDSHIP CAUGHT ON FIRE
TO SING A SONG
JUST FOR YOU
AS TIME WENT BY
OUR LOVE IS GETTING STRONGER
EVERY SINGLE THING WITH MY LOVE
DEEP IN ME
Finally, they are together.
They are no longer friends but lovers.
All she wants is to express all her love by words.
Therefore she wrote a song for him, just for him, not anyone else.
As time went by, their love and trust for each other get stronger and stronger.
They believe that they will last as long as they can.
IÃƒâ€šÃ‚Â¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¦LL CATCH THOSE STARS
LIGHT THOSE MATCHES
MAKE THINGS AROUND YOU
IÃƒâ€šÃ‚Â¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¦D LIKE TO SEE YOUR SMILING FACE
IÃƒâ€šÃ‚Â¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¦LL NEVER GIVE UP
ON THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SMILE
BELIEVE ME ALL I WANT
She is just like other girls, yea, she's not that different.
She loves to make stuffs to surprise him.
Whenever he has to go somewhere without her, she will make him stars just to give him luck.
She will make him scarf, just to keep him warm.
She will make rings, just to fit around his fingers.
All she wants is to see him smile.
He is a boy.
She is a girl.
He is eighteen.
She is seventeen.
He likes to listen.
She likes to talk.
He is good at telling funny jokes.
She loves to laugh at jokes.
Sometimes when he is weak, she is strong.
Sometimes when she is weak, he is strong.
Last night, she suddenly asked him,
"Am I making your world greyer or more colorful?"
He answered her,
"More colorful, like a rainbow."
When he smiles, he is putting more and more stars into her sky.
When she smiles, she is putting more and more colors into his rainbow.
Love does drive people crazy.
Love does come across a lot of different questions:
"What is she doing right now?"
"Is he thinking about me too?"
"What is she going to do later on?"
"Will he call me?"
Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â§Is she hanging out with other guys?Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚Â¨
"Will he start conversations with any girls?"
"Is he coming to pick me up after he finishes his work?"
"Is she thinking about us at anytime?"
"What will he do if girls flirt with him?"
"Is her brain full of me or something else?"
How many times do any of these question run across you?
How much differences will there be if he and she are not together?
How much differences will there be if he never felt in love with her again?
How much differences will there be if they never met?
How much differences will there be if she did not know him?
How much differences will there be if he did not break up with her?
How much differences will there be if he never looked at her?
How much differences will there be if her personality is never cute?
How much differences will there be if he did not play music?
As we all know, there are always a lot of new experiences and new challenges in love.
Whenever he sees her talking with a guy, his heart is not comfortable.
He just wants her to smile like that to him, not anybody else.
He does not want her to talk to any of her ex-boy friends anymore.
She always thinks that she is his and he is hers.
Brand new happiness:
Putting colors into his rainbow; putting stars into her sky.
The colors of his rainbow fade away; stars from her sky started to disappear.
Having breaks, he and she went back home.
He was lonely.
He was sad.
He wanted to see her so bad.
He head was full of her faces.
He had a lonely Christmas with TOEFL.
He was kept looking for presents which he would think about her.
She was lonely.
She was worried.
She wanted him to be right next to her so bad.
She called him almost everyday just to hear his voice.
She had a lonely Christmas with the present she made for him.
She spent almost her whole vacation just to DIY two photo albums for him.
He is a basketball player.
He had never brought his girl friend to any of his games.
She was the only one.
Bringing her to his games, was like drinking four gallons of energy drinks.
Having her kisses before the games, made him hustle more than usual.
Having him bringing her to his games, that made her felt like she is special.
Watching him playing, she knows more about him: another face of him.
Him having her to support, her having him to be with; even though they cannot talk to each other during the games, their hearts are connected.
What made her using most of her heart making a present?
What made her feel happy even though she did not sleep much just for a present?
The night before his birthday, she told him that she is going to wake him up; because she wanted herself to be the first one he sees when he opens his eyes.
Although he knew about she is going to come, he still felt nervous and excited.
On that Tuesday morning, he heard her walking into his room toward his bed.
He pretended to be asleep but his heart was beating so fast.
She gave him a kiss on his cheek.
He opened his eyes and he saw her smiling face right in front of him.
"Happy Birthday Baby!-
Although it was only a three word sentence, that made him felt like a garden full of flower growing, church bells ringing and eight jets flying in the sky creating rainbow colors.
She left his room, he woke up, he saw the present she gave him, he smiled.
That photo album was full of pictures and words.
Full of their memories, only them.
That photo album was the best present he had ever had.
One winter night, they went to the movies.
Before going into the theater, they went to Walgreen.
It was almost Valentine's Day, the shop was full of pink and red colors.
They were fooling around the shop; playing with soft teddy bears.
They bought each other presents.
After that they enter the movie theater.
Ãƒâ€šÃ¢â‚¬ËœThe Pink Panther'
She was sitting right next to him.
She was having so much fun.
She was laughing through out the whole movie.
He was just sitting next to her.
Listening to her laughter.
He felt happy because she was happy and was having fun.
On Valentine's Day, it was nothing more than a normal school day.
It was a weekday and they both still have to go to school.
But somehow, something is different than a normal school day.
Right after the class they both had, he asked her to wait outside his dorm.
She waited, and she saw him walking out of the dorm door with a pair of wedding polar bears.
Her heart was melted although she already knew what the present was.
That day, maybe was not really special Valentine's Day, but it was the first Valentine's Day they spend together.
They had four promises for each other.
If any of them broke any of the promises,
At first, she thought that those promises are tying him up.
"If one day, you do not love me anymore, please tell me that, because that would make me feel better." As she said that, her eyes got watery.
One day, she told him that.
He hit her on her head,
"You are so stupid; do you think I will leave you? I told you that I won't leave you then I won't!"
She looked at his serious eyes, her tears started to cry.
There are just way too many memories.
2800 words are really not enough for me to tell their story.
All those vacations they spent together;
All those happy school days;
All those Worlds only for them;
All those adventures they made;
All those tickling;
All those giggling;
All those crying;
All those comforting;
All those hugs;
All those kisses;
All those silliness;
All those arguments...etc
There are just way too much to talk about them.
Maybe, somehow, I should stop right here.
Just let their story goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on...forever.
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