Love Story : Cherish in Existence, Not Mourn in rememberance
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this is one of my email that i had received 2 years back that i didnt forget..... hope i can share it with all the ppl in the forums.... esp those who are in love.... cheers...
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A YEAR AGO today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the
opportunity to complain to him.
"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me any flowers?"
He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone."
"Then... you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt
by his tone.
"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."
"E-card??" That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he is.
"You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting." I excitedly smiled
and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn't use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card.
"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!" As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and got online.
Staring at the empty inbox, I began to reminisce about how we met.
Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were actually
neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each other all day long. We were only neighbors. At that time, I hated my parents for making us live next to him.
At that time, I had a crush on a senior.After a while, I found out
that the senior student had lots of girlfriends. When I cried about it,
he silently passed me a handkerchief and awkwardly held me in his arms.
"I told you he wasn't any good." He roughly comforted me. I cried in his arms the whole night, and began to see him in a different way. Things began to change between us. We still fought all the time, but he started to look at me differently. And I blushed and my heart beat faster when he was near. We both knew: we fell in love with each other. Even with this knowledge, neither of us said anything. Even though we would not be able to resist and kissed each other constantly. Even though we cared about each other's every moves.
Both of us refused to admit our love.
Alright, we became lovers, but we still wouldn't say we loved each
other. We didn't even spend Valentine's Day together until he saw me share dinner with a man one Valentine's Day.
That night, he waited for me in front of my door and said that he
would take me out to dinner on Valentine's Day from then on. I have to say that he was very arrogant.
But I nodded and accepted his request. Since then, we spent every
Valentine's Day together. On the surface, we may have left each other. But in reality, we were still together. We spent every Valentine's Day together but each year became more dreary than the next because he never told me he loved me even with all my hints.
Still facing the empty inbox, I suddenly grew very angry. He
wouldn't say it and wouldn't send me a card. What did he mean? Who did he think I was? I called his cell phone.
"Hello." He picked up the phone.
"I didn't receive the card." I immediately showed my displeasure.
"You didn't receive it?" He seemed really busy. "But I sent it."
He was really busy but I didn't care. "I didn't receive it. Send it
again."
"Okay, I'll send you 100 times. Is that good enough??" He said with
impatience. His tone further infuriated me. Is that how lovers speak
to each other?
"Don't bother sending it to me. And you don't have to pick me up
tonight. I'll eat dinner by myself."
"Don't be childish, ok? I'm really busy."
"I AM childish!" I hung up the phone and tears rolled down my cheeks. Childish?? Why didn't he consider the situation? We've gone out for so many years and spent countless Valentine's Day together. I never received any flowers nor cards from him. Now, I just want a little e-card. Is that too much to ask for??
I unplugged the phone from the wall and turned off my cell phone. I
didn't want to hear his explanations. After I returned to the hospital, I instructed the receptionist not to forward me any phone calls. I
wanted to concentrate on work. Because there were so many emergencies today, I was sweating 1 hour later and forgot about our argument.
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"Dr. Shu, please take a look at that patient."
As I was collecting my equipment, the shrill sound of an ambulance
sounded outside the ER. When I stepped out the door, the emergency medics hurriedly wheeled in a gurney.
"What happened to him?" I asked the 1st medic. Everyone else were trying to help put the patient on the gurney. He was covered with blood.
"Car accident." The medic replied. "Very serious. He may die."
I nodded and ran to the operating room with them. When I arrived,
the nurses told me that the man had already stopped breathing and also his heartbeat also stopped.
"Prepare for shock." I calmly instructed the nurses. Saving people
is our duty. We can't and shouldn't lose our calm. But when I saw who laid on the operating table, I lost my calm. That person was my BOYFRIEND!
"NO..." I stood in shock. "NO!!!" I grabbed the paddles and
continuously shocked his body. His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was crazy. I didn't know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though he never showed me his love. I still wanted to save him. He still owed me a card. He couldn't die!
I threw away the paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed
with all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn't wake
up. He didn't even say "It hurts". He just laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence.
Dr. Jian angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn't see
clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no sounds could come out of my mouth.
"It's too late, Dr. Shu. He's already dead. I'm sorry." Dr. Jian
patted me on the shoulder. They knew each other and ate together
once. I introduced them.
"He can't die." I shook my head. "He can't die!!" I struggled to run to
him.
"Dr. SHU, control yourself!" Dr. Jian slapped me. "I understand what
you're going through, but you're a doctor."
Yes, I'm a doctor, but I'm also a regular person. How can Dr. Jian
understand how I feel? I've loved him for so many years that it's
become a habit. How can I just throw away a habit? Besides, he still
owed me a card.
"I want him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again and
tried to knock the life back into his body.
"Take her away!"
That day, I lost my control and my professionalism. And that day
happened to be Valentine's Day.
Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early that day.
They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to call me
several times but couldn' reach me. Worried, he drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large truck on the way. When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him. Just because of an unmailed card, he died. After that, I lost my privilege to be childish. Like an abandoned cat,I couldn't even cry anymore.
After his death, I couldn't cry anymore, regardless of how touching
the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn't affect me
anymore. I turned on computer after a year later, even though I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone will remember me on this day.
GOSH....I have.... 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send me 100 junk mail? I was just about to delete them all when I received another mail, and this one said: "Because of system error, we could not send these until today. We apologize for the delay." The sender was my BOYFRIEND!!!
I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last year's
Valentine's Day. My heart began to beat fast. Could he have sent
these? With a trembling hand, I opened the mail. The first thing that
popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play...."Only Love". I couldn't believe it.
The rose was so beautiful and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a fantasy. Most touching of all were the words underneath the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem.
"Only love can make a memory.
Only love can make a moment last.
You were there and all the world was young
and all it's songs unsung.
and I remember you then when love was all,
all you were living for,
and how you gave that love to me...."
The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When he was alive,my world was so young. Every day, I could find a something different to fight with him about. But after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness that will never go away.When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting the keyboard.
I replied 100 times, and "Only Love" played 100 times. In this cold
Valentine's night, the line that's been broken for LAST ONE YEAR
finally got RECONNECTED.
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*sob*
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Yup...read it. Very touching actually....my eyes went blurry when i read it alone in my room with the song 'Hands To Heaven'
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wow..... i got supporter.... thot no one will read it....Originally posted by M©+square:Yup...read it. Very touching actually....my eyes went blurry when i read it alone in my room with the song 'Hands To Heaven'
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sad~~~
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*pass tissue to da jie*Originally posted by Estee:sad~~~
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I've read the story b4... and yes it's touching.
but i'm just wondering.. why do these stories always end up with someone dying, going blind, or going overseas?
While the moral behind these stories are solid and moving, the practicality of them is somewhat skewed.
Yes it might happen to anyone, but the chances are slim. Of course that is not to say that you shouldn't cherish your loved ones. You can always lose them to, say a third party, rather then to death. Would that make it easier to handle?
Dunno what my point is really. ahhahah..
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hahaha, well thanks alot, though i din cry~~Originally posted by anfuni:*pass tissue to da jie* -
let mi tell u the moral of the story.......Originally posted by jOhO:I've read the story b4... and yes it's touching.
but i'm just wondering.. why do these stories always end up with someone dying, going blind, or going overseas?
While the moral behind these stories are solid and moving, the practicality of them is somewhat skewed.
Yes it might happen to anyone, but the chances are slim. Of course that is not to say that you shouldn't cherish your loved ones. You can always lose them to, say a third party, rather then to death. Would that make it easier to handle?
Dunno what my point is really. ahhahah..
cos nowadays ppl have this kind of attitude.... which is ==>
They will ONLY treasure it when they lose it. And take things for granted in the process. Do u Agree? -
I'm still looking for the point you're putting across....i guess it'll take me days to find it. HehOriginally posted by jOhO:I've read the story b4... and yes it's touching.
but i'm just wondering.. why do these stories always end up with someone dying, going blind, or going overseas?
While the moral behind these stories are solid and moving, the practicality of them is somewhat skewed.
Yes it might happen to anyone, but the chances are slim. Of course that is not to say that you shouldn't cherish your loved ones. You can always lose them to, say a third party, rather then to death. Would that make it easier to handle?
Dunno what my point is really. ahhahah..
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pubosai i workin leh......
/me take tissue hide under table.
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/me hug hug ah ma....
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*pat pat* XLN.....Originally posted by Xiao Long Nu:pubosai i workin leh......
/me take tissue hide under table.
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Originally posted by anfuni:
Humans....
let mi tell u the moral of the story.......
cos nowadays ppl have this kind of attitude.... which is ==>
[b]They will ONLY treasure it when they lose it. And take things for granted in the process. Do u Agree? [/b] -
Originally posted by anfuni:
of course i agree.
let mi tell u the moral of the story.......
cos nowadays ppl have this kind of attitude.... which is ==>
[b]They will ONLY treasure it when they lose it. And take things for granted in the process. Do u Agree? [/b]
i know the moral of the story. but wat makes it so touching is that someone had to die b4 it's touching.
in other words, IF he didn't die, but becos of her outburst and tantrum, he decided to leave her, then she received the 100 emails a year later, do you think pple would be asking for tissues now?
the outcome is the same, she lost her boyfriend. but the reaction of readers would be poles apart.
sorree, anfuni i'm NOT trying to argue with you at all.. but i'm wondering if you (and others reading this) are getting my point. -
/me see ur avatar can smile liaoOriginally posted by aHGer^83:/me hug hug ah ma.... 
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Read the story b4 bro sori. hate stories with shitty endings. y nt u tell us something happy like how u and *ahem* met
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y lei???Originally posted by Xiao Long Nu:/me see ur avatar can smile liao -
mi hug hug bothOriginally posted by aHGer^83:/me hug hug ah ma.... 
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i am a gentleman
Check for your smiley here -
tings around u nv cherish..... oni u lost it then u regret..............
haiz.....
/me tink of her past....
ehh y girls all the same? -
/me calll.........................Originally posted by sgboy2004:
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/me kick ur backside to perthOriginally posted by sgboy2004: -
cute mah ur avatar....Originally posted by aHGer^83:/me hug hug ah ma.... 
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not only gers...humans r the sameOriginally posted by Xiao Long Nu:tings around u nv cherish..... oni u lost it then u regret..............
haiz.....
/me tink of her past....
ehh y girls all the same?