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A simple love story
Seven years ago, we both started as new students at our highschool... and I remember how we were both shy and didn't speak much to each other at first but a funny feeling stirred in my heart at our very first meeting. He was from a different part of the world, and I was intrigued by the gentle and quiet way he was- very unlike the rowdy and obnoxious boys that I felt highschool was too full of. For the first couple of years I knew him, we were not close friends but we were always fond of each other. When senior year arrived, I was plagued by a sudden and intense infatuation for him. Perhaps I realized that as graduation approached, I might never see him again afterwards. I never felt like this before, never felt like a hot fire rushing through my veins and cutting my breath short every time I thought of him. So I tried to cool down and focus on my studies and activities, and avoiding this very new feeling that was trying to control me. I was a young lady then, blossoming into her womanhood and was embarking on the pursuit of her dreams and I was not about to let some silly crush consume me. Up to this point, I was never interested in being in a relationship and would have preferred to sticking to my original plan- which was waiting to date after college. I tried to think as little of him as possible, but as days passed and we spent time here and there and our friendship progressed, I couldn't help but continue to fall more and more in love with him. He was the most beautiful person I have ever known... and he thinks the same of me.