I am a classmate and he is a high school. We are very good. Our feelings are like boiling water. It is not warm. That's it, I can't drive him. I am his death party. It is also his captive.
We care about each other, but never say secrets in your heart, I know. He loves me.
Until I had courage to say, he fell in love with others, I don't know, he didn't say it. "One night, we will take a walk. He said quietly to me, I love your friends, I want to be here. In a few days, I labeled her, I didn't talk, just silently blessing, helping him. Fall in love with my friend.
He succeeded, my boiling water is ice, with temperature.
Until one day, he was drunk and found out that she had to break up with him. I saw him for the first time for him to cry, so painful, my heart hurts. I will accompany him again in the road. My heart, I found her, didn't talk, gave her a meal. I regret it. He is next to him. My behavior .....
How many years of feelings are ruined in that moment, a "I don't have to take you" .. Our relationship is over.
Later, he and him and good, from now on, I saw that he was deliberately recovering this feeling. I didn't give him a chance. Not my indifference. It is his fault.
I am not happy, I am not happy, my heart is ice, I will not melt. I found my selfish, I forgive him.
