At that Moment

Sir Chris,

One look at you takes my breath away. But one glimpse from you makes me want to give you my all. The corridor was dim but you noticed my stare. The feeling in my chest was enough to sting my eyes. It was queer to act that way. Tears for just that? But really, one glimpse from you is the cost of an eternity.

When our eyes met, love songs occupied my hearing. Well, some of them I could make out but the rest were lost to oblivion.

"I finally found the one, someone to share my life;
I finally found the one to be with every night..."

"From this moment, I have been blessed I live only for your happiness
And for your love I'd give my last breath..."

"I wanna love you forever..."

I know. Crazy right? Fluff and all these things. I love you. And somehow, that's enough for me.

~Cherry

nothing to remember

Sir Chris,

And nothing at all will make me forget you. I try everytime to just erase everything that there is in me about you. It hurts me to do that but it hurts me more when I think of that nothing in the future for me. Because there will be no "me and you" in that future. Just me and me alone.



I have nothing to smile for when tomorrow comes because I have nothing to remember, no "you and me" to recall. Just sad, sad thoughts.

I have nothing to sigh for when memories flood in because I have nothing to remember, no memories of you. Because you and me, we will never cross each others paths, never touch each others footsteps.

Because I will just keep on following yours. But only in the shadows. I love you.

~Cherry

At the Bio Hall

Sir Chris,

Just as my friend was busy with her dealings for her Biology Course, I was busy looking at you. You were clothed rather formal today. I shouldn't think why you do, but I just can't help it. You were talking with a friend, or a student for that matter. The two of you seemed rather close; the two of you laugh and smile at each other as if you two were the only people that matter to each other.

That created a pang in my heart. Because the two of you seemed happy as I watched in the shadows. That pang was due to a feeling bordering on jealousy--and perhaps it was jealousy. Pretty nasty, it was. But I couldn't help it.

It was not even rational. It could be that you were just friends. Just friends. Just friends.

You do not even know me.

~Cherry

could I?

Sir Chris,


I want to hold you and tell you that everything right here in my heart is real; and I mean it when I say that I love you truly. Even if there are times when I just want to shout and scream at you just for you to hear what my heart is telling you, and for you to listen to me...

But could I?

It is sad because I know that I couldn't and I just can't. It's crazy. I really want to tell you how I feel, and I am determined to do so. I love you so much, Sir Chris. I really do.

~Cherry

And I will

Sir Chris,

I will tell you what I feel. But for now, I will just keep it.

~Cherry