I could hear my heart shouting: I didn't want to be a simple friend of him any more, I didn't want to go on being an ordinary one in his life and I couldn't stand watching him falling for any girl but me...
When his last girl left him, I spent almost all of my life to make him happy, to see him smile again...

I kept telling myself that I was only a friend, maybe his best friend but not his love! I tried hard to convince myself but as he found a new girl whom he pointed out as a first sight love, I could feel the same old pain in my heart!
Was he blind? What was he thinking of me? Why couldn't he take me as his lover? In all these years, didn't he ask himself why I didn't have any boy friend?

The first advice of my best gal, when I told her about my problem, was talking to him...but no...never... I didn't want to force him to decide on loving me or taking me as a friend, love was not like that, he should feel it, and he shouldn't decide or think about it. No, I'd rather die!

Beside I had my own big harsh plan! I didn't want to suffer more, I didn't want to hurt my feelings any more, what was the use of not letting him down? What was the use of this stupid love? I found the way out!
I called him for the last time, I tried so hard not to cry, and I told him that I wanted our relationship to end! He was shocked, he kept asking me why? But I had no answer, I just hung up! I'd never been crying like that, I never thought that the pain would be over... I changed my job, I moved to a new city, I changed my number; I did everything just in order not to see his face again...

It's almost one year now, it's true that I couldn't stop feeling the pain or even missing him, but it's better now... I can walk on the streets without expecting to see him with a new girl!