This is the story of girls I ever liked since I entered college. Every time I happen to have a crush on a girl, it ends up the same. Yeah I never ever have courage to tell the girl about my feeling. I just end up being a psycho stalker.
When I was a freshman, I had a crush on a girl from another class. She was so beautiful. She had a smile that made me want to smile too. She was so perfect. I don't know how to describe her anymore, I just couldn't stand the idea of not meeting her. Yeah but now, she is just another history.
In the second year, I met a girl from my own department. We took the same major, so mostly she was in the same class as mine. This girl is unique, she reminds me of someone I once knew from high school. Though she's not as beautiful as my first crush, she has something that can makes me fall for her. She's sweet, smart, adorable, and caring. I still have a feeling on her but I never show it. And you know what, when I wrote that last sentence, my heart pumped faster. What a sweet addiction that I caught up in.
Even though I like her so much, I never even think to make her my own girl because I know she is not the one. I have this family tradition that tied me up to marry a girl from the same tribe. I am Bataknese but she's not. Both my parents are very strict about that regulation, so it's obvious that she'll never be mine. If only she were Bataknese, I would have made her my girl for sure, there's no doubt about that one. So the only thing that I can do is just enjoy the feeling of being a stalker and try to keep the distance between us so I won't fall any further.
I think I never have a proper conversation with this young charming lady. When we met, we just said "Hi" or "Hello" or something like that to each other. Yeah, I just tried not to have a long conversation with her because I afraid that I might reveal my feeling to her. I know women can read emotion better than men, and this situation was killing me because I have to hide it when she was around.
I remember one time when we have our very first conversation. That was when the orientation and that was the time when we didn't know each other. I saw her doing her assignment the senior gave us, and I approached her. I introduced myself and I didn't remember what exactly she said after that because I was too busy to enjoy the beauty in front of me. I looked deep into her eyes, then down to her nose, finally to her beautiful lips that I would give anything to kiss them. Until finally she stopped talking.
From now on I will call her as Miss X, to make it easier to mention her for the rest of the story.
I think that's all I can tell right now. I will write the rest of the story if I have time. It's almost 10 o'clock and I don't have my breakfast yet. My stomach is rumbling so I'll go get some grub.
For Miss X from The Stalker:
"I've built the walls around my heart. As much as I'd love to let them down, I can't. Even though you have no idea, you're the only one who can break them down."
Note:
I do not want to mention the name of the girls in my story because I want to keep it secret. Maybe one day I'll reveal her identity.
I think I never have a proper conversation with this young charming lady. When we met, we just said "Hi" or "Hello" or something like that to each other. Yeah, I just tried not to have a long conversation with her because I afraid that I might reveal my feeling to her. I know women can read emotion better than men, and this situation was killing me because I have to hide it when she was around.
I remember one time when we have our very first conversation. That was when the orientation and that was the time when we didn't know each other. I saw her doing her assignment the senior gave us, and I approached her. I introduced myself and I didn't remember what exactly she said after that because I was too busy to enjoy the beauty in front of me. I looked deep into her eyes, then down to her nose, finally to her beautiful lips that I would give anything to kiss them. Until finally she stopped talking.
From now on I will call her as Miss X, to make it easier to mention her for the rest of the story.
I think that's all I can tell right now. I will write the rest of the story if I have time. It's almost 10 o'clock and I don't have my breakfast yet. My stomach is rumbling so I'll go get some grub.
For Miss X from The Stalker:
"I've built the walls around my heart. As much as I'd love to let them down, I can't. Even though you have no idea, you're the only one who can break them down."
Note:
I do not want to mention the name of the girls in my story because I want to keep it secret. Maybe one day I'll reveal her identity.
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