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Let the present be the past :D

Mon Nov 23, 2009, 6:40 PM
  • Mood: Sadness
Everyday, I expected he said he loved me. But why was it so long? Or he just considered me as a little sister and best friend ? Finally, I said I love him. Suddenly, his face is embarrassing. Wind blew through my hair, coldly. I couldn't feel warmth in my heart even though he was standing right here. Nothing had changed. He still said nothing, looked into the distance. I touched his hand, my eyes looked as if they wanted to cry. Then he said :"Can I say that I haven't loved you yet?"

Haha, I was such an dreamy girl. I must have known that he was not my man. He was born for hot girls, not a silly and poor girl like me. I could go out with him so many times, it was totally a dream. That was too bad when people didn't want to dream any more. But it was even worse when people couldn't express their love. And I never wanted to be a mute doll, never wanted to have a mute love and never wanted to be refused.

One day, he said he loved me [truly]

Day after day, I was with you and sweet words, warm hugs, ...... there was no stronger words to describe our love. Just know that you loved me, I loved you. We loved each other. It was enough! Every night, I thought about our past, present and even future. What would happened ? I didn't know though I was sure I would love you forever.

_____It was a long time I couldn't meet him, sms or make a phone call______

One day, he sent me a sms and made an appointment with me on tomorrow evening. He hesitated :"I have some important things to say with you." What were your important things? Met him, I couldn't notice any eagerness in him as the past. He took me to a yard where had a swing. It was many years I hadn't seen any swing. I remember the childhood when in my mind there had only parents and funny things. The distance between two stages of one person, it was so long that my memories had already been away from me, no way to get back. I need to cry.
Then we sat down. He asked: " Why do you love me ?". What a funny question ! I had written the answer by my mind but couldn't make a sound. I still answered him. Next, I asked him the same. But he didn't answer. Never did and never will. Why not ? Why didn't you answer me? I really wanted to scream. Tears which I was preventing from dropping, were falling down my face. He continued making silent moments and gave me no answer. Instead, he said to me another saying which I couldn't believe in my ears until now :"If an emotion in our heart suddenly disappears, what will happen ?" I didn't understand. "If I don't love you anymore, what will....."
I couldn't hear anything and my eyes became blurer. Tears helped me didn't saw him. I hated him even though I loved him. Why did you say this ? Then he wiped the tears on my face. After all, I kissed him once more. The last....

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I'm Vietnamese
I was born in July 9th, 1994
I love Jrock [the Gazette]
And pop [Backstreet boys]
I started loving photography from [spring 2009]

I want to be accepted by Lasalle-College of the arts in Singapore after I graduate high school in Vietnam.
Hope I'll have a perfect portfolio ♥ ^^
Aja aja fighting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  • Favourite band or musician: The Backstreet Boys, Hilary Duff, The Gazette, X-japan, Alice Nine, Kra, Kagrra, Flow, Arashi, SMAP
  • Favourite genre of music: J-rock, Pop, Ballad
  • MP3 player of choice: iPod
  • Favourite game: Diablo
  • Personal Quote: I love myself
  • Tools of the Trade: Pts, Canon

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:iconshecrys:
Chiều nay đc nghỉ nên tranh thủ tí,bà nội hết xì trét chưa thế,sao lại cười hé hé giống cháu dzậy?lây bệnh àh?
:iconrin-reita-for:
^^~~~
mai thi rồi, chuẩn bị xì trét thêm ấy chứ, bớt gì :D
mà có khi cũng chẳng onl được nữa đâu =.=

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The name which I cannot call out I held closely
Counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear.

Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle.
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is in bloom.
:iconshecrys:
thank 4 the fav (con tắc kè;)
:iconrin-reita-for:
Trông xinh phết. Nhìn iu iu.

--
The name which I cannot call out I held closely
Counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear.

Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle.
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is in bloom.
:iconshecrys:
chỉnh brightness lên chút nữa coi sao,theo tui nên tăng màu vàng giảm màu nâu đi.,trông như website của hội người cao tuổi ấy

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