What can I say about a girl I loved since I was ten..... that I love the way she laughs at me when I commit mistakes, the way she fusses over silly things and even the way she cries over some sad silly late night show? Somehow, I wished I could have told her that I love her but now there's no hope in doing so. For now, it's rather too late- too late for me to do so.
She was my best friend and I have known her since we were small. She knew all my secrets, which reveals my feelings for her, that I love her not only because she's pretty and smart but also the way she laughs at everything and the way she sees life and love.
I could still remember the first time we met; I was five years old then. It was one windy afternoon
Pretty sad story but some parts of it are kind of unrealistic and others are too cliche'd, so I'm gonna say that this is nothing more than just a story.
Sned My Love To Heaven (sad story)
