One Condition Love

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Perhaps I was born to get a bad luck. A long my life through, I got used to having such a deepest sorrow that would never happened to other people. Girl and love were horror words that I had to take as a definition for me. 

Last December, I lost my heart to the girl who had a perfect body, good looking and brilliant minded. No wonder I was being crazy for her love. I loved her more than I loved myself, I willingly could do anything for her. 

Once, I happened to see her in the bus shelter, and it was raining a lot. I took my chance to make approach by offering her an umbrella. I said politely “Would you mind using my umbrella?” “What a kind man you are!” She answered calmly with a nice smile adorned with reddish sexy lips and then she took it. Later on, she said again “what about you?” “No problem, I can handle it.” I got response to her as if I were a hero. Soon after ward I was watching her walking, got in the Bus.

Late at the night I couldn’t have my resting time, remembered her face. And then I found the way out. I went to the living room and watched TV. It was almost dawn and I felt so sleepy, and then I was asleep on the sofa.

The following day I woke up and hurried to get to work. Shortly afterward, I met her again in the same place and we happened to be in the same direction. I was the lucky one, to see her that I could have a nice chat with her on our way. In the middle of conversation, she asked me to write her phone number. I directly wrote it on the piece of paper. The bus stopped and we both got out having our own destination. She waved her hand to me and said good bye.

The other day I braved myself to express out my feeling to her. I couldn’t make it directly, so I sent her a short message to tell that I love her. Just in a minute, I got good news. She accepted it with one condition that would never be told. Then I phoned her to make an appointment.

First date of mine to see her in a café shop was perfectly done well. However, I had my nose broken in fight with the man who was trying to seduce her. Crazily the girl whom I love was in the man side, she blamed me for that reason. I didn’t understand. I just kept silence and went back home alone with a wounded nose and heart.

The fighting between me and the man at that night was not an extreme thing but what I was watching the other day after, made me cried. I braved myself to slide down into her house and I happened to caught her, having sex in front of me with two men. Unfortunately, she never felt guilty to that case. She knew I was there soon afterward, she came to see me and said “don’t get mad baby. You don’t know much about me and I love you with one condition. And this is what I mean” I didn’t said a single words and went out from her house.

On my way home, I said to myself “No matter worst you are, but I do love you. You’re right and I am wrong.  Emotionally it is so embarrassing; however I can’t lie to my heart. I love you, Jade girl.” In the end, I felt her love with my heart.