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Below is a really sad (might be boring to u) love story.. Read on only if you want.

It had been raining for more than a week.
She called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I went to meet her at the bus shelter She stood there alone, carrying her black umbrella. It was raining and she was shivering. She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain. My heart ache.

I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore,"
"But I miss you."

I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home."
She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine.
"Open up your umbrella, let's go!"

Unwillingly, She opened up her umbrella and walked with me to the car. She said she hadn't had her dinner and asked if we could stop at some place to eat.
I answered her without any hesitation, "No."

She was disappointed and she gave up. She asked me to take her to the train station, she said she would take the train back home.
We waited at the station silently, she looked at me with those beautiful yet lonely eyes of her. Being together for so long, I knew how she felt. She must have been heartbroken. With her eyes staring at me, I felt guilt and wanted her to stay for the night. I wanted to hug her and tell her everything will be fine, I wanted to let her know I'll be there to protect her forever.

But reality strucks me, I said to her coldly, "Let's try the other train station."

We were living in the same apartment building, on the same floor. Back then there were four of us, and we got along well. We would always have our dinner together, watch movies, and sometimes go treking. We were more like a family, but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with the only girl of the four.

Maybe it was during the last year of college, having lived together for two years, we developed feelings for each other.

After she graduated she went back home, and I stayed for one more year to finish school. During that year I was only able to take the train down to see her on holidays, but never for long. But it was enough to keep the relationship going.

We were walking along the side of the road. She was in front of me and I was right behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke. She looked pale and broken, dragging her umbrella behind her. I wanted to just take her in my arms, but my love for her and with the constant pain in my stomach, I did nothing.

On the way, we passed by the park where we used to always go.

She begged and said, "Lets go into the park just for a while. please, I promise I'll go home right after this."
My heart gave in to her constant begging. I tried my best to put up an annoyed face and we head towards the park. I sat on the bench. I can't wait to leave this place full of beautiful memories that i have to let go. She went to that big oak tree and she said she was looking for something. I knew she was looking for those words, those words that we wrote. If I remember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here, Chris had tea and Susan had hot chocolate. Chris and Susan would always remember this day, always loving each other, forever." She was looking around frantically, then she came back with tears on her face.

"Chris, I can't find it, it's not there anymore."

I felt so sour inside, there was a stream of pain, piercing my heart, the kind of pain I've never felt before. But all I could do was pretend I don't care,

I said, "Can we go back now?"

I opened up my umbrella and she stood there, not wanting to leave, hoping there was still a chance.

"You made up the story of you and that other girl, didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, but I'll change, can't we start over?"

I didn't say a word, just looked down and shook my head. We walked towards the train station not exchanging a word between us.
A month ago, my stomach was hurting, I thought the pain would go away, but it grew stronger until I couldn't take it anymore. I went to the doctor and took an X-ray. He told me something that i thought would never happen to me.

But nobody must find out the truth, especially Susan, the person I love most, the person who still doesn't know anything. I need to go though this alone, all by myself.

Susan was still young, she shouldn't go through this. So I made up stories and lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart, but it was the fastest way to wipe out our feelings. I didn't have much time, because my illness would starts to show physically and she would find out eventually. I'm close to succeeding, this drama would soon be over. Thirty minutes more and this would all come to an end.

The train had stopped running so I called a taxi for her. We just stood there, waiting, losing our last moments in silence.
I saw a taxi from the distance, I held my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself. We won't be seeing each other again. Today is our last day together. I wish you happiness."

She didn't talk, just nodded lightly, and then opened up her umbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in the rain, we finally became two separate life forms, two seperate umbrellas away from each other. I opened the door for her and she got in, then I close the door that would separate us forever.

I stood by the car, staring into the window, at my first and last love. The car started, driving into the street; I couldn't hold my sorrow and my heart twist in agony. I cried silently as I see her disappearing out of my life forever.

I wanted to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her how sorry i am, how i didn't mean for all this to happen, I wanted to tell her everything, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears trickled down my face but it stung me like cold rain drops. I was cold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside.
She left, and she never called me again. I know she didn't see my tears, because they were washed away by the rain.

I left with regrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm Susan, using our memory, and the only diary he left me, i am writing down our story.