But again, my step just stopped before I reached the door handle as my eyes was glued in a spot; on the round table beside the door; where a frame of picture standing here. I stared it for a moment and unconsciously my hand took it.

       There’s picture of us here. I felt I could still picture the moment. In that picture, seemed she laughed happily and freely and I was slightly standing behind her; curled one of my arms around her back. She slightly angled her head and her eyesmiles seemed so bright when she’s laughing like that. As the background of ours was a whitey snowy land and few cable cars from a distant sight; hanging regularly in a wire cable. It remembered the scene was captured at Mount Titlis, Switzerland. It was one of my latest pieces of evident that once in my life I ever had ever been a part of girl heart named Tiffany Hwang.

       I smiled again, this time pathetically, as I remember… once upon a time, yeah hell, just once upon a time, there’s nobody able to make her smiling and laughing like that unless me. It’s me – the one who became the reason behind her laugh. Just once upon a time.

Perhaps, just perhaps, for some people, it seemed like I just make any excuse or I was inconsistent person; however I knew I wasn’t like it. I never played with someone heart; instead sometimes I thought it’s me, my heart that occasionally had been played and swung around.

All the stories were beginning when I was in my second semester on my college; when I was actually not totally getting over from my broken heart experience. Yeah, my first love, that I once thought I was born only for her, already dumped me a year ago. She broke her own promise she made.

She bid a goodbye once again before entering the departure gate.

“Taeng, saranghae!” she suddenly turned back to face me again and yelled, while stepping backward, with her back facing straight. Some people directly looked at us; but she didn’t show any embarrassment.

God, my silly girlfriend!

I waved back and smiled; replied her by drawing in the air.

I heart you. She giggled again before finally turning back and vanished from my sight.

I never expeected that I would never hear anything from hear again afterward.

Life is a life; a song told that life is a river that we’ve to keep flowing and I really understood it. I had to move on. And I thought the cold girl I met at the college was the answer of my prayer during this time.

Though I sometimes still could feel sudden pang, I convinced myself that with her - the beautiful blonde girl, I would surely go on and make a new chapter in my life. Since the day I met her at this college, I knew she’d already captured my heart. Despite her cold behavior, I always got the feeling that actually it wasn’t her real side.

I put my prayer on God afterward; talking to Him, if she’s really the one for me, just give me the way and don’t make it too hard for me. By that, it would be easier for me to completely get over it. And forgetting my first love, that once again I stated, had already tearing my heart apart.

I thought everything just as simple as this. I thought I would go through another beautiful day as I knew I already made her falling in love with me as well. But just so you know, yeah, thing actually would never work out as simple as we wanted.

There’s a day that I would never forget in my life, when suddenly she’s back again in my life.

My first love just suddenly popped in front of me and then the unexpected circumstance just emerged;

And since then I knew the things shouldn’t be more tangled and complicated as this.

Hmmm, I thought I would never finish all my stories by writing down in the foreword. There’s so much pain, tears, happiness to share here; and I really didn’t think it was a good idea to spill it out here. I’d appreciate you much if you don’t bother to spare your time to follow my story, chapter by chapter, patiently.

Hmmmh, I promised you, you’d get surprised and perhaps, rembling, when you reached the last part of this story. But before you go on, I’d like to tell you that you better prepare some tissue, because, hell yeah, this story, despite had a lot of beautiful and sweet moments, was inevitable, containing so many pain and sorrow as well. So don’t complain at me when at the end you’re getting your eyes swollen, as I have already warned you from the beginning.