I am a girl and she is also a girl.
She wasn't gay, but I loved her from the age of 12 until I died, and I don't know if she saw it.
Her grades are very good, and my grades are average. She is so dazzling. If I hadn't practiced dancing with her during the summer vacation, I wouldn't have known her.
By a strange combination of circumstances, we became friends. I was in the key class and she was in the ordinary class.
I discovered my possessiveness, and my friendship with her deteriorated...
Later, I worked hard to get into the university where she went. She studied law and I studied literature. She has someone she likes, and that person treats her very well, but I am too timid to confess...
They got married right after graduating from college, and the boy showed his true colors, including domestic violence and cheating...
They divorced, and she refused to fall in love, fearing it.
Finally, she found someone, got a marriage certificate, and had no expectations.
I regret why I didn't express my love at that time.
I regret that I clearly saw that the man was a beast in clothes, but I didn't stop their love.
I regret it, I hate my cowardice at the time, but it's too late...
I seem to be waiting for someone, but no one can come
Purpose: Don't be in love! ! !
