Rather sad memories come to my mind...
I was around 6 years old, I did not go to a kindergarden, I didnot know how to socialize much and I did not have girlfriends. I met that girl in the gym school that I had started going three times a week since a few months , we played together, and I thought we were friends, although she was a bit nasty and harsh to me. One day I don't remember the reason, a small quarrel passed between us, and I told her "but I love you..." with a cute voice, but she told me "but I do not!", and I got very upset, because of her I did not want to go to gym again. My mum asked me why I wanted to give up because she knew I loved going to gym so much, but I never told her the truth.
And I do not like saying "I love you" unless I'm sure that person loves me too.
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