So it all started when I first saw you through a picture in my friend's phone. I was making a bet on my friend to actually introduce me to someone whom I would be interested in and she did. I really was interested. I do not know why, specifically saying. Her eyes, her hair, her looks. So gorgeous yet so simple. It took me a second to realise that she's perfect in this pair of goggles, in this pair of eyes. I could not see a single scratch. It was indeed love at first sight.
That night, dated on June 7, exactly last week after studying at my apartment's, I was supposed to continue reviewing, but boy I could not. I kept thinking about her. I did not know her name, I haven't even seen her in person. But yet, the feeling is so profound. I have never felt like this to a woman. My friend was being very tricky, she had to do something before actually giving me the picture I fell in love to. Yes. A picture, I could not believe I just said it. It may be true from what I am experiencing right now that a picture speaks a thousand words, I confirm that. I really want to know about her. After 3 hours of undergoing agony of waiting for the picture, my friend finally sent it to me. She was such an amazement. I kept on asking my friend since she could not completely refer to her name, but finally after some research, I found her. I was so happy that night.
Unfortunately, a happy event does not mean that it will always be sequentially happy, as in your life. Today I took the last exam of the semester. I was supposed to be happy, given the fact I will have three months of holiday! I was very happy at first. Then my friend told me she saw her. I was already on the way home. I was shattered. Like really, I regretted it. I did not know why but it was automatically how I felt. I do not know why, call me crazy but I'd rather stay three months more in the campus just to see her. It was indeed a bad day, a distorted day. I will just have to enjoy my holiday without knowing you for another three months.
