a love

I love a guy. The love makes me confuse. I don’t know from when, even I don’t know my feeling when I decide to be his girlfriend; I don’t know whether he love me; I don’t know why many people d don’t want us to go together…I don’t know…

Maybe he is handsome because everybody says that. I have to admit that I also think he is handsome when I saw him at the first time, but I don’t consider that I love him because of his appearance. Sometime he is openness but most time he is silent. I like silent boy.

The beginning of our relationship is weird and the process continues this weirdness. At first, my roommate and his roommate all said, we are not suitable, I’m too young …I annoy their words… that’s our matter why they always say their opinion, though I know they fear that he hurt me. It’s hard to ignore surrounding people’s pressure. One day, he asked me whether I think we were match for each other. I ‘m tired. I can bear other people’s stress but I can not stand he say about it. In the evening, I told him to break up when he sent me back. At that moment, I felt my heart is pain, and I knew I really love him. Perhaps, we need time to know each other a lot. I ‘m not sure whether we can go together in the future, but we still contact each other now. I love him also.