Stories of love – Lonely Girl
Love stories are all short of that leap in my heart, but it really could be a romantic love story all together and do not know? Rick Hawney recalls his steps into the world of love with a girl who does not even want to know .
I heard a saying that ‘ life is a surprise. ” Call me a skeptic, but I usually pretend lines that scream something that leaves us wait so long .
My short love story might be short on words , but it’s a story that has filled every thought and day of my life with happiness.
I’m a boy , a boy of 26 years who works at a job he likes. A boy who attends with his friends , when the sun goes down and who, when the story begins , I’m still single.
I’m single , not because I want to be single. I think it’s weird to be unique. Or maybe it’s what I think all the guys .
I’m just a guy who was up and down for the girl who can make things happen inside me.
You know, the heart stops beating for a second , my throat goes dry , you get goose bumps , I feel a bit ‘ dazed and works .
I have not experienced . Most of my friends who have not experienced too much, but all are going with someone. According to them, these things only happen when you are suffering from a high temperature.
Stories of love and my life
The story of me madly in love in reality it did not go as I expected. The throat has never had , ever. But then , I liked a girl. Sure, it was not ‘ love ‘ .
Actually speaking , it was not ‘ how ‘ . In fact, I have no idea what I’ve heard . I spent my evenings in a bar, next to a huge television screen has now been purchased and like it or not , I end up spending my time watching . And bloody hell bothers me ! They are not just junk ?
Well, like me , there was this cute girl that would come the same coffee and watch the same every day . Well, sometimes reading a book.
Or, at times , he used to light a cigarette and watch the vapors take shape and then disappear into non-existence. She was beautiful and charming. But there was a difference between the two of us . I came to the bar with some friends. She came alone. I’ve never seen a girl do . Who is it?
Romance and stolen glances
We are accustomed to look through each other from time to time , but there was nothing more. No shock. No sweat. There are no knots in my stomach .
The days turned to weeks and weeks turned to a couple of months. This is a time in which he imagines the scene outside of the world of literature . A long, long time ago , it looks so cute in a book , but an hour in a conference room stuffy ? Murder ! Without really knowing it, I was attracted to this girl. I really she and her calm, comfortable, cool as a cat character that has brought to the company every day admired. Could it be love?
And then , I started setting up the game. She stared at him now and then , with discretion , but in a way that he knew I was watching her. But no agreement . It was not really bothered . Ouch! My ego was crushed .
A rainy night – ideal for short love stories
One night , it was raining cats and dogs and some frogs and fish too . I was in the cafeteria , walking with an umbrella. The place was packed , and there was a place that was empty. I was facing my table. I had half a mind to get up and call her over , but before I could make up my mind and inflate my courage and walked to a corner table that was just deleted .
An hour later , it was raining again. In the midst of all that rain and Thunder , contemplated and coined its name , ” The Lonely Girl” . The Lonely Girl was released a few minutes before I decided to leave . When I got outside , I saw her standing on the sidewalk , waiting. Approached her quickly, and before I knew it I was asked if I could come down to his place. As it was raining , he added.
She did not smile, she looked at me , turned around and walked in the rain! Under its umbrella.
My friends laughed at me . Yes, it was completely embarrassing. The tramp on the street back a smile . I had not even heard of the lone voice of the girl. Pathetic , I say. The next day I met him at the cafe , he was sitting alone . Maybe she was a Calvin and Hobbes had around them. I was invisible. Its smoke rings were charming to her. She could not even leave smoke rings good, what was the deal with you staring at? This happened every day for a month .
Night Club – the second option in my love story
Another great day , I was out at a club. And wonder of wonders ! She was there with some friends. Maybe it was fate . It looked , he saw me and then looked away. I walked through the crowd of drunken dancing and walked right over to her. I walked over and I wanted to talk to her.
She saw me and gave a big smile. I was shocked . I was numb. I did not know that his mouth could move like that! And before I came up with nothing , grabbed the hand of his friend and went into the room of the Lord! And not even see her that evening. But I could not stop thinking about her for hours after . Maybe even days. Because she does not seem to coffee the next day and a few days later. It ‘ was shocking . I began to wonder if he had changed his hiding place because I was lurking her.
Two weeks later, I walked into the bar and there she was , all radiant and luminous . Damn , I missed you ! I sat at a table a few tables away from her. I knew that I wanted to talk to her. And thank God , the coffee was pretty empty . It ‘ been a bit ‘ too early for the horde of coffee addicts to make their entrance .
I waited until the arrival of his coffee . And then , I waited for its control . When his control was on the table , walked over to her. The throat was uncomfortable and tight. Every step I took just because my journey feels more distant . But I walked . The coffee was empty. No damage . I could always change my place if I slaps . What I was thinking , damn it !
” Hey, you can not run from me today. You have to get the check, lifted me up .
“What?” exclaimed the first who realized that she actually responded .
” I said I can be avoided just like this , you know … ”
“What are you talking about? ”
” Can I sit with you?”
” No, you can not. ”
” Oww … Come on, just for a minute , OK?”
He pulled out his wallet and wanted to DART . I could not help always fascinated by her voice , but there were more pressing matters at hand . I had to talk to her.
To cut a conversation short time nervous , convinced her to talk to me for a few minutes . And that is when it all started breezing through . We started talking and minutes through a very fast pace. I got to know a lot about her , and also got to know that he had a great sense of humor. We had a great time talking to each other , and soon, he said he had to go, as it was getting late for her.
We exchanged numbers and I asked if we could “bump” tomorrow . As soon as she smiled and walked away. Sigh ! It was bliss. While I stared at her, my eyes were distracted by a bracelet alphabet he had left behind . He said that “life is a surprise. ” Wow! Maybe it was true. I slipped the bracelet in his pocket.
Feel the love at night
I lay awake that night and stared at his number on my phone. I wanted to call her, but opted for a text. The same minute I wrote it, I got a call from her. It was too much contemplating the above message to me or not . Sweet!
We talked and talked until the wee hours of the morning , and I just wanted to see her again that night. We met again at the Cafe and felt so good . He was smiling all the time and we were really flirting back and forth. I asked a movie that night.
All of a sudden , she seemed offended. Rejected. And then there was silence. That calm, deathly silence that makes you feel worse than being yelled at. I asked what was wrong, but it is not said , and our “date” was cut short that evening. I watched the House and his bracelet. “Life is a surprise. ” Mere words can be confusing at times.
Rekindle my love story
That night , he called again and spoke . At first she was away , but she seemed fine after a while ‘ , and then I asked her why she got so offended in coffee. She did not say at first, but with each passing hour , he told me that he hated the boys and the worst thing I’ve ever wanted to do was go on a date with a guy .
Apparently , he had been hurt too many times to trust kids with all his heart . We talked until five in the morning , and he said a lot more. I wanted to hug her, but even the thought of giving her a hug I phone scared. But we decided to meet again. Same bat time , same bat .
We started going out together all the time, later. At times , I have taken from his work, and, at times , I dropped back to the house. Soon, weeks turned into months and this time it all seemed like a fairy tale.
The time has stopped when it was just the two of us . One evening , when we met and went to the bar , it was too crowded for space, so we decided to take a trip to pass the time. It ‘ been a long journey and somewhere along the way, the sun was shining a little ‘ with us, it was a huge red ball that has made the entire world around me glow. It ‘ was the most romantic , or perhaps had not noticed the sun at that time of day. However, it was beautiful.
He said that the Sun was beautiful. I said I could not be compared to her. She smiled . He smiled . She squeezed his hand . He felt tense. And then , we closed our eyes. Thank God, the street was deserted . And then , his lips into a smile as a girl who still can not forget . That was the moment . It ‘ was really good. I felt warm and safe . And I wanted the unit to last forever . We arrived at his house, and he hugged her goodbye. It was the first time I ever hugged . As we hugged , I knew I did not want to let go . Neither do I.
A brief history of love that lasts a lifetime
The next night, we went to the bar. We sat next to each other , for the first time . And we held hands . We talked less and smiled more . I told her that I liked. She smiled a lot more. And then she punched me on the arm and said, I liked it too . And in that moment , bracelets slipped out of my pocket . “Life is a surprise. “I could agree with this more. Smiled . Saw her bracelet . And she laughed. Tinkling That laugh , that’s so sweet intoxicating. I was a happy boy with the perfect gift, new everything. And she was a happy girl , only . only lonely no more.