My Love That Never Happened

I can neither clearly remember when I met him for the first time nor clearly remember when I started to lovegiant Inflatable Castle him. But I know I do love him, deeply, with all my heart, and out of my control. I had experienced some unhappiness during the summer vacation before I became a freshman in an unsatisfactory college. At that time, I was drowned in a depressed state without mood to do anything. I had no intention to pursue any romantic relationship, but I fell in love with him suddenly, unawarely, and out of my control. He was the chairman of the poem society while I was a director of one branch. It was a youthful, passionate, and enthusiastic time. A group of juvenile people gathered to discuss the poem society‘s past and future. I was so happy that I devoted my whole heart to the society. I was delighted to be one of the group, and he was the most impressing one. It seemed that he also impressed on me very much. He lived in the eastern area of campus while I was in the western area. He often asked me to treat him once he came to the western area. We often played jokes each other. Undoubtedly, we were happy when we got together. But at that time I just adored him without any romantic feelings. A turning point came up whenoutdoor Inflatable Slide one night I had a dream, in which he asked me to be his girlfriend. After I woke up the next morning, the dream was so clear that I almost believed it had happened in the real world. Afterwards, I could not stop thinking of him. In other words, I became interested in him, who is full of stories and experiences. His parents got divorced when he was two years old, and he spent his childhood with his grandfather and grand grandmother. When he was ten years old, he moved to his mother‘s family, with a stepfather, two half-sisters and a half-brother, so I thought he had some self-pity. He was good at writing and could always skillfully write his experiences in his works. In reality, he was a humorous boy always with a fascinating smile. He never told us his sad feelings and unhappy experiences. In contrast, the stories in his writings were full of sorrows which shocked me deeply, so he was just like a puzzle to me.