I adore him for three years. I donated my blood, sweat and tears. I idolized him for being a smart and a responsible man. One day, I talked to him.
I admitted to him how I looked up to him as a man. A man of my dreams. He ignored me and walked away. From then on, I did not see him again. After two years, I forgot about him.
I forgot about the feelings that I have poured into. Then I met another guy. He is tall and handsome. He is funny and kind. I love him. We went to a famous restaurant.
I drink a glass of wine. I'm surprise. There's a ring on it. A beautiful diamond ring. We decided to get married. As I walk along the aisle with my mom and dad my heart cried in pain.
My fiance met me and hold my hand. He said "I do". I said......... I can't. He asked me "Why?" After a year, I plan to migrate to a nearby country. To be alone. To find myself.
Bringing the memory of what I replied to my fiance. " 'Cause I still love the guy who's saying - Do you accept her as your legally wedded wife?"