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She's From: ?
He's From: ?
I am crying as I write this, as it is
happening at this moment.
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I was not looking for a male friend to talk
to, as I had just lost a a good... no that is an understatement, an
excellent relationship with a male friend I had lost. He had ruined me
like every male can. Well I got a private message from an unfamiliar
nick name. I was bored, so we started chatting. We weren't very
interested in each other, well I wasn't interested in him. We eventually
stopped chatting, although we were both still online.
The next day, he had message me at about the same time and we exchanged
email addresses.
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We began to learn about each other. Learning all the
boring stuff and the weaknesses that we both had. Then we got personal,
talking on the phone after about 2 weeks. Started to talk about how we
hated life at that point, and wanted to just escape forever by
ourselves. We even made our own scene, where only we were. Just alone,
together.
Surprisingly, we got very attached. We lived about 10 minutes away from
each other, but never got around to meeting. I was a very busy girl
socialising, and he... well he has tests to work for, so life was hectic
for both of us i guess. But as we got more attached, we kept as if
selling each other our feelings. We had fights every day, just little
ones like about how I was too good for him, or he didn't want to drag me
into his boring life. I protested so much, because I liked him so much.
I have never been in love, but I felt something strong here. Very
strong. Everything he typed was magic, it was like being a little girl
again. Except the feelings for him... They were strong and still are. He
was a dream, on the phone and across the internet.
He broke my heart. He told me that I was too good for him and that he
just wanted to be friends. Friends! He dragged me on for a month, after
I had been destroyed by another male. I told him, and showed him and
cried on the phone to him. He said he cared and didn't want to lose me,
and he promised not to ever hurt me. Never to hurt me. I made him take
that as an oath.
Once a male, always a male. I have learnt a lot. That Love hurts. I love
him, which is so stupid of me but I do. Don't trust a man till he proves
his love to you. He is only the man for you, if you run from him. If you
run to get away from him... Love is a lot more than a word. It is Love.
"Prue"
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