Friday, August 29, 2008
J's Love Story P.S.Simple or sweet? Up to you to decide!
Dear diary, here's a story i want to tell you about.
Long time ago in a land far away, there was this boy called J. Since young, he had been in search for someone or something which could make him truely happy. At first, he started out with a soccer ball. Everynight, he would hug and sleep with the ball. In the day, he would kick it against the wall. Seeing the ball bounce off the wall and back to him would bring hours of fun and sheer delight. Once he lost his ball and grew upset. He searched day after day till he finally found it under a flower pot. He thought he was truely happy.
Soon, years grew by and more friends joined him kicking the ball against the wall. All of them always had a great time doing so and it did not seem boring to them. One day, J was kicking the ball when he saw a girl called Y walked past. As if someone casted a spell on him, he quickly lose interest in the ball. Those years of joy and fun he had was gone. Now, J found his real happiness. At least that was what he thought.
Everynight, he would hug her in his heart and goes to sleep. Days and months flew past. He did nothing. He didnt know what to do until one day, another boy came along and took J's happiness away from him. Just like that, the simple yet strong sense of happiness was gone.
Unlike how unhappy he felt when he lost his ball, J felt terrible! It was ten times worse! Everynight, he would hug himself and sleep on a wet pillow. Days after days went by, months after months flew by. Before long, the pain in J's heart was no longer there. He felt happy playing the ball again. And so he thought, was his true happiness.
One day, a girl called P walked past. He continued kicking. The next day, P walked past again. He continued kicking again. The day after P walked past. Still, J continued kicking. It continued for several months till one day, when P walked past, J stopped for once to look. Somehow, the feeling J got when he looked at P was something like how he felt when he first saw Y. For the 2nd time, J stopped playing his ball. Instead, he would wait by the corridor every morning at 7am waiting for her to walk by giving her his sweetest smile. To P, J was just another friendly guy. But to J, P wasnt just another friendly girl. She's THE one.
Seeing how another guy took Y away from him earlier on in his life, J was determined not to let another guy do it to him again. He is going to make her his. Without any experience, J approached P and asked if she was free for a movie date. The date came and went. J has now forgotten about his soccer ball but shifted his whole attention to P. Days went by and yet, P did not say anything. Innocently, he didnt realise he was suppose to wait patiently for P to accept him. He grew impatient and began bugging P for an answer. This irritated P quite abit. And so, J learnt his lesson on being patient and started planning more outings and dates with P. This goes on for quite long until one special day. It was V day. The day where J never knew how to celebrate. That day, J made special preparations and wanted P to feel special too! It was the first time J and P celebrated V day together.
That night on the beach, J was sitting with P when both of them suddenly inched forward. Before they knew it, their lips locked. At that moment, both of them felt shockwaves through them. It was the first time both of them felt like this. It was also at this point that J realised P filled up the empty half in him that the soccer ball had been filling all along. Now, J was prepared to toss the ball away to make way for P. He was v.sure P was the one that could bring him true happiness. He too wanted P to share his happiness.
From then on, J realised P was the only one that could make him smile even with a simple message and make him soar to the dizzying heights of happiness by just a simple I LOVE YOU.
P.S. Guess who's the J and P? Leave it up to you! Come find me when you've the answer! =p
P.P.S. We were on the phone when i was typing this. Im sorry to say i've been a disappointment to the both of us dear. Its like im really testing the limit of our relationship by always doing stupid things. Yet somehow or rather, you're the one that kept our relationship alive by always forgiving me and telling me it's alright when things are not. Im really ashamed to even say im being loving towards you. Perhaps it is me who should be giving more rather than you. I seem to forget this thing i've written down somewhere in my notebook which goes like 'Always treat your special someone the way you use to treat her when you're chasing her.' Im sorry i fail to live by that dear. Am going to pull up my socks to be your better bf if i'm given another chance. Sorry woody, snoopy needs lots of consultations on how to maintain relationships... =(
`iRained
signing off at 7:53 AM
