Love come because it used together.

    There is a sense that cannot be missing in the heart. There is a feeling not reciprocated the wait please. this wound kept its own imprint up to make a hole. But this is not his fault, it's my fault. Too convince themselves that all will end happily. Too convince themselves that...I was the dude. When I'm too busy stringing wishful beautiful with him, without realizing that the fact that the actual ruling. this wound is always present, but cast a shadow as if to follow. It may be true to their word, that happy and wounds it was one package. Could not be separated, even though the us appealed. Love that grows in a friendship can indeed not forever is expected. Predictably, not whether it will be beautiful or even meet wound. But at least, he's are present provide lessons that will not forget. Lessons that meet the sweet and bitter fact of life. Hmm, love is always like this. If it's not a happy ending, will probably end up injured.

    I am Ana, a woman who had been hoping would love reciprocated it. But not the reality. He's Adit. the man I love, but love is so not for me. Hehe. Start to the story, the beginning of the meeting, when we were in HIGH SCHOOL and class 2 are one and the same class. Actually, he is a transfer student from another class. Or rather exchanging places with other pupils in school classrooms; it is. He entered my classroom with a friendly face for others, but not I think. I see him as the enemy who recently met. Hmm, a bad initial impression hehe. Several months have passed, the bad impression that give the longer is getting lost. In fact we actually became friends. We often swap stories. He tells how his lover, I was telling about my school classrooms; a man. We so often go to the cafeteria together. The longer the more gradual. One time, he came to me, telling me that his relationship with his girlfriend over. A sad look on his face, it could envelop I saw it clearly. I couldnt do anything, can only listen and help eliminate sad. I entertain him as if it makes him feel indebted to me. We laughed together. Yes .... the start from there an unusual flavor that is present. He began to frequently send short messages. We are so familiar. Even more intimate than just good friends. He often took me out just to simply eat together. We often spend time together, watching movies, dinner, or just take a walk. All we did together. Just between me and him.

                                                                      To be continue....