We used to know each other when we were young, but we didn’t talk much. As we grew older we’ve met again. This time it was different, we were so connected, understanding each other, having same opinion m, having same interest and having the same groups of friends. I wasn’t ready to start the relationship with him like the way he was, I was hesitate because I was scared that “ what if one day we broke up”. “ what if we were to broke up and things got awkward between us”. “ what if we had to go through pain”. These thought keeps me thinking every single day until one day he stopped. Everything ends because he had his own personal reason, he has choices to choose. That’s is when I realize I wasn’t the only one for him. Without doubt he choose someone else and this still makes me think how much I thought about “ us”.
This is my story. If knongjit decide to post it please correct my writing because it is not that good and thank you I really can express my feeling without no one knowing who I am.