Forever Teaser?

Forever Teaser?

A young man was sitting by the pond when a woman came and sat beside him. The long-haired woman with a white gown smiled at him and said "my dad and I used to come here to feed some fishes, as you are".
The man kept silent. He looked so depressed, his eyes staring into the void.
"Hey", the woman tilted her head. 
Sharply, he glanced at the woman and said "leave me alone!". 
The woman was shocked and said "what's the matter with you? if you have problems, just share it with me, not to me". 
Then, the man started talking. After telling all his problems, the man felt better. In short, they became friends.

Three times in a week, when the moon came and replaced the sun, they usually have a nice conversation by the pond and make a big laugh at everything. In one afternoon, the man came earlier than usual, his right hand was in his pocket. He glanced at his watch, it was 8.44 P.M. He thinks: "I will be lucky this time. I have spent my six-months-earnings for this, I will never regret everything I did for her". when the woman came he man held her hand, put the bracelet round her wrist, and said "I love you, would you be my complement?"

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10.45 P.M.- the young man in disbelief, thinks: "When I was sure that she will be with me, she said that she cannot. She said that I am too precious to be her boyfriend. She said that I have been her friend, and always will be. She said that she does not want to lose a figure of friend.

But why did she respond it? Why did she respond all what I do? Why did she take all what I give? Why did she let me get into the deep of her heart instead of signalize it since I was in the trespass? Why did she let me grasp a thorn-full rose and glance at me, bleeding?

I dare to bet all my life that she knew everything, she knew from the first time, but she kept watering the seed of my love until it bloomed and then blossom in her garden to be a white in the middle of reds. A little jasmine in a rose garden, but then there will be no jasmine any longer. My love started blooming when it is not needed, and dies when I need it the most".

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An old janitor was feeding the fishes in the pond. When he was about to sweep the dry leaves, he found a piece of paper was stuck in a branch of the tree. He opened it, it is written:

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Yesterday, I hurt a man

He is so kind, perhaps the kindest person I met. He is one of the most meaningful people in my life. However, I cannot understand the reason why I do not love him. My heart belongs to a selfish, rude man who does not even care about me.

I do not love him, but I just cannot let him walk away my life. I need him, I need a white in the middle of my red garden.

Now, I am here with a misty eyes, thinking about him... 
thinking about the first time I met him... 
thinking about his ignorance that slowly turns into caring. 
perhaps, I had already known from the first time that he will fall in love with me... 
I had already guessed that his love will be one-sided, unrequited... 
I had already known that I would miss him... 
I will lose him.. 
Yet, I cannot...
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"Another broken-heart man!", The janitor put the paper into fire and said "rest in peace dear, your place is not here. Stop hurting men. I said that I was sorry, I always care about you, you ought to know that".