Beats by Dre Solo Price, we would be so.....

by rockbeats091 on 2012-03-05 10:17:52

Lost moments, before we realize how uncool it is. If not happy, then don't be angry; being angry not only provides no comfort but also makes the other person feel good. I'm sorry, you've become a doormat. These past two days, doing anything feels out of sorts. Very reluctant, because I like you. A friend asked me, why don't you admit it's love. You may not know how, but dare not greet so straightforwardly, to make you quiet for a while, is that right? Along the way, happiness came too suddenly. Remember that afternoon in 2009, I was on my way back home from gym class, and you sent a message. I didn’t know how to respond when you asked if I liked you: "I’ve known her for three months, liked her for thirty days." That summer in Shenzhen, you mentioned your summer vacation, and I was surprised by the real you beneath all the admiration—so strong, stalwart even. Every day, I always received your funny yet encouraging text messages. At that time, I always felt this friend let sweetness into my heart. Remember the first day you came to school, you were foolishly waiting for me in front of Zhongshan Park. This meeting happened after a lapse of a year. Seeing you at that moment, I thought of the last day leaving high school, with only a backpack and a handbag, looking so chic. The broad gate, you standing there, seemed so thin, somewhat emaciated. Summer must have been very easy on you, but my heart, suddenly felt a bit distressed. Together we laughed as we got on, you stood on the seat next to me and joked with me, making me smile shyly. After a long time without seeing each other, you called or messaged me every day, telling me with great interest what you saw, thinking you're cute like a child who hasn't grown up. One night while talking on the phone, suddenly, you appeared downstairs at my quarters. I was very surprised, thinking it was incredible. When I went down, you were standing in front of the supermarket holding two bottles of grain king drinks, laughing a bit silly. You showed me your new dress. We sat on the lawn chatting, you gave me your new phone. I said the screen was ugly, took out some favorite pictures from my phone and sent them to you, including photos of myself. Later, once talking on the phone, you said your classmates asked if the girl on your phone screen was your girlfriend. You said yes, and they said she was beautiful. I laughed, a little scared, but very happy. For such a long time, you would specifically look for me to have dinner, send me messages at noon and evening, and talk on the phone. At that time, I started to understand a little how to act, because this happiness always inadvertently warms my heart. On October 1st, 2009, we made an agreement. Happy agreement. In your private Notepad, there are a lot of your feelings. On January 22nd of the 10th year, distressed by your hard military training, the pot of soup, unfortunately turned sweet. That day, you recorded the rhythm of the rain, and... that feeling, sweet. Always along the way, things are very rough. A lot of things, I always want you to understand, but the fact is you never do. Later I learned that boys won't understand. Happy and unhappy, for a long time. Afraid of your silence. At this moment, it’s also true.