Confession _3000 words

-I haven't spoken to you for a long time

-Is it all my fault?

A prelude to repentance

I didn't know it was a mess until I confessed. I might as well hide my love for you, but it's always inappropriate. I am really sad and at a loss.

Sitting in an already familiar cold chair, staring blankly, facing this heartbreaking world alone. How much I don't want to face this cruel reality, but I have to face it because you gave it to me.

It seems that everything now is my wishful thinking. Now, I know I haven't changed, and it's you, too, but I want to know why I still like you so much and am so obsessed with you.

I pray to God that we can go back to the past.

The first step to success

"We are close at hand, but thousands of miles apart" ── I wrote these fourteen words on a piece of paper with trembling handwriting. It contains a thousand words I want to say to you, and it is the precipitation of my long-term ideological war.

I folded the letter carefully, took out my watch and put it on the desk. Watch the time go by. I feel that time has passed so slowly, my face has started to get slightly hot, and it has become a bit difficult to breathe.

I know what I need is courage, so I give myself more courage. I'm worried that the class will be over soon and how to send this letter to her. However, I thought: just give her a few seconds. What are you afraid of? Just give it to her and get back to your seat. Maybe this will make you confident.

The heart is occupied by tension and confusion.

The music played after class, which made my heart a little relaxed.

My deskmate got up and asked me to go out, holding the letter tightly. Feeling unnatural, I walked backwards through your desk, didn't dare to look down at you, went to the back of the classroom and said something to my classmates that I thought was incoherent. Then drag the letter in your hand back to the table when you walk over. Then I sped up and forgot how long it took. All I know is that I almost tripped over the leg of the table.

I sat back in my seat, confused, and turned pages by hand.

I heard two familiar voices behind me, and I knew it was you and Yang Yumian laughing. Laughing innocently, my heart gradually stopped beating.

Every holiday, I will ride my bike on the narrow road to find your familiar figure, but only occasionally, I see you disappear on this long road with a motor vehicle.

Have a holiday.

Chen Zhixiang came to my house to play as usual. Actually, I am closer to your brother (Chen Zhicheng). He comes to my house to play when he has nothing to do on holiday, and I often go to his house to play.

He told me that you called him last night and told him that you wanted to be friends with me.

I couldn't believe it, because it was so sudden that I didn't believe it at first, but I thought: your brother won't joke with me like this. After all, we are such good friends. So when I was carried away by excitement, I believed it.

I think only you know whether it is true or not. It's not that I don't trust Chen Zhicheng. It's just that things happen suddenly, and sometimes he plays jokes on me.

I often think of you in my mind. After your brother told me that you wanted to be friends with me, your figure lingered in my mind. When I walk, I still have a happy smile on my face, which is my own idiot smile.

After much consideration, I decided to write and propose to make friends with you. After all, it is better for boys to put forward such a thing. I prepared a gift and wrote a letter. I packed the gifts and letters in an unsightly box. I intend to give it to you after I come to school. This is the first time I have written to a girl, and it is also the first time I have given a gift to a girl. When I came to school, I kept thinking: how to give you a gift.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or a special arrangement from heaven. After dinner, we met in the corridor where you and I were the only ones.

"Duanmu Qingzi, I'll wait for you at the flagpole after the night lessons. Be sure to come. " I seized the golden opportunity and my voice was so low that I could hardly hear myself.

Well, I heard your response.

Nervousness accompanied me into the classroom after you.

During the whole night study, I felt that I was waiting for time, holding a textbook in my hand, but watching the night overwhelming. Sometimes I secretly look back at you, but you always keep your head down and concentrate on your studies.

The music that sounded after the evening self-study broke the silence of the classroom. I took a deep breath. I really can't stand the pain of waiting alone. My depressed mood disappeared with the sound of "alas".

I rushed out of the classroom, rushed into the dormitory, took the gift, rushed under the flagpole and turned into a statue.

The night is beautifully decorated, with stars and clouds floating by the moon, and there will be a few cool breezes, but I still don't move, standing 100 times straighter than a soldier.

I didn't feel very tired when I stood at attention, but I heard footsteps getting louder and louder behind me. On this cool night, I turned around and still recognized you.

You looked like a boy at that time, and your hair was a little longer than that of a boy.

You come near me and stop. My whole body is full of happiness. I didn't expect my first date with a girl to be so successful. I handed you the gift excitedly. "You will understand when you read it." I looked down and didn't have the courage to look into your eyes. You took the gift. "You go to bed early, I'll go first," I said, then glanced at you and turned and walked to the dormitory.

I don't look back because I'm afraid to see your eyes.

Back in the dormitory, I lay in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about you over and over again. I wonder if you will read this letter? Do you like the present I gave you? Anyway, many such questions have been lingering in my mind.

The next day, you didn't come to me like this. I became friends with you. But you are still like a stranger. After that, I know that you already know that I like you. I always feel that Yang Yumian is not looking at me with normal eyes. You already told her about me and you.

I have forgotten when I exchanged birthdays and phone numbers with you, only knowing how brave I was.

I'm still lonely

After becoming friends with you, I still feel lonely. Still not like before, still haven't said a word to you.

I am a transfer student. Usually my classmates are studying hard, and I just talk to my deskmate, let alone my subordinates.

I have never had the courage to think about you for so long, and I have never dared to tell you personally: I like you and I want to see you most, but I didn't know I would feel this way: I am always afraid of seeing you, afraid of being seen by you, and I am most afraid that your eyes like to see your beautiful face. In short, I can't express this feeling incisively and vividly, I can only feel it with my heart.

Later, the class changed seats, I was transferred to the back and you were transferred to the front. I can't help looking at you in class almost every day. I told myself that I was listening attentively, but my eyes were still on you.

You and I are still strangers, but I have become much more cheerful because I have love and happiness.

Thank you for your sixteenth birthday.

The third grade seems to pass faster than before, and the students are making a final sprint for themselves, their parents and the senior high school entrance examination with a calm and steady attitude. Me too, but I'm not only for myself, for my parents, but also for you.

I had two days off before the middle school entrance examination, which happened to be the day before my birthday. Before the holiday, I always wondered if you would remember my birthday, but you didn't call me on my birthday after the holiday. You didn't make me sad, my birthday was ignored, and I didn't expect my sixteenth birthday to be noticed.

On the first day of coming to school after the festival, because the senior high school entrance examination is coming, the students are inevitably a little relaxed. I'm talking to my classmates around me, but I can observe your every move intuitively.

You stay behind me and talk to the girl behind me. Soon, a folded letter flew to my desk from behind. I quickly grabbed the letter and put it in my pocket, pretending that nothing had happened. I am still chatting with my classmates, but my heart is full of happiness-this is the first time a girl has written to me.

At night, I read the letter slowly and feel the warmth you gave me with my heart.

I didn't expect you to remember my birthday. I really wanted to say thank you, but I never got a chance. I think it's not that I don't have a chance, but that I have never had the courage. I am very satisfied. I don't expect you to give me any more presents I just want you to remember me. You gave me a good gift.

I am self-righteous.

To my surprise, there is a big gap between my grades and yours. I didn't expect that I would get such good grades in the exam. I don't think I would have done so well in the exam without you.

I'm glad to go to the same high school as you and see you often.

It's your birthday soon after school starts. I read the school calendar posted on the wall almost every day. The day before your birthday is Sunday, and the school will have a holiday on this day. I just bought you a present.

I hesitated when I came to the store. I don't know what to buy. I didn't know what you liked, so I bought a puzzle, like a star. I think you girls should like stars! Back in the dormitory, it took me a long time to tidy up and then pack.

I'm going to study by myself at night, so I summon up courage to come outside your classroom. Soon you came out. I'll say happy birthday to you, and then I'll hand you the present. After receiving the gift, you repeatedly said thank you with a beautiful smile on your face. I am happier than you, because I saw the smile you gave me. This smile is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in the world, and it is also my most unforgettable smile.

I began to think that you must have me in your heart and you like me.

After your birthday, Christmas is coming. I saw the weather getting colder and colder, so I bought a pink scarf and gave it to you at Christmas. I've seen you wear it, and you look more charming in it.

You are like a perfect angel in my heart. You are my angel.

When I gave you a gift, you were still smiling and stood outside the classroom with you for a while, but the class was coming soon, and I had to go.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Standing with you, I don't know what to say.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? How happy I was then.

You're starting to change.

Gradually, I even changed my name. I always think your four-character name is too long, so I just call you Qing Zi.

I saw you in the hallway once. I call you Qing Zi. You looked around and lowered your head. Your shyness has turned red.

It's not common to be with you, even if we meet on foot. After every exam, you always buy some snacks from one of your friends and sit on the grass of the green fungus playground and chat.

I once applied for a QQ number for you, only copied it once, but I gave it to you abruptly without leaving it.

After the mid-term exam of senior one last semester, you and your friends were on the playground. I went to talk to you for a long time, but your friend kept silent. I gave you my QQ number and asked you to add me, but you never did. I'm starting to notice that you're getting a little reluctant to talk to me. But I still trust you, because I like you.

Senior one took the final exam last semester. After the exam, you still appeared on the grass of the green fungus playground, and I came forward to talk to you, you know? At that time, I took the initiative to talk to you, instead of plucking up great courage to do it.

I asked you if you added my QQ, but you answered no, I asked you to add it, and you said yes. Such plain words make me feel that you don't like talking to me.

Before talking to you for five minutes, your friend took your hand and said he wanted to go to the bathroom. The beautiful smile on your face tells me that you are embarrassed. That smile was really beautiful, but it made me think you forced it. I don't know whether you or that friend doesn't like me being with you, or whether you made a deal with him in advance. The low-level excuse of going to the toilet is easy to see through. I'd rather believe the former, so that I can know that you don't hate me.

Absolute infatuation

Although we are in the same school, I wrote a letter and still entered the mailbox.

Maybe this is unnecessary, but only in this way can I write out what I don't have the courage to say and send it to you.

When I asked you to add my QQ number, I also asked if you had received the letter I wrote to you. Yours hasn't cooled my new capital by half. I don't know why you lied to me. Do you think lying to me is good for me? Then you are wrong. I know you have received the letter, but I still want to ask you, because I want you to hear your affirmative answer with your own eyes. Actually, I don't expect you to write back to me. I can't believe my ears when you answer.

After the exam in the afternoon, I still appeared on the playground. I didn't go to talk to you. I know it would be better if I didn't go there. I can only look at you from a distance.

Look at this. You are playing with two boys. I'm not angry, but I admit that I'm not jealous. Maybe it's this jealousy that shows how much I care about you. I looked at it and comforted myself: that's your freedom.

I have been comforting myself. Self-avoidance is not what I thought. For love, I am a fool. I know that love is not exclusive, love is giving, and love needs tolerance. I've been deceiving myself.

Not long after, you bought a bottle of water for a boy who plays basketball. I still comfort myself for no reason. Just because I like you, I trust you extremely. However, I'm beginning to feel like I'm a little silly.

I like listening to music. When I am in a bad mood, I will put headphones in my ears and turn the volume up to the maximum. One of my songs in Favorite is Li Shengjie's Absolute Infatuation. I've always been proud to think that he is. This song is written for me. This also seems to indicate that we will become so-farther and farther.

Impulse punishment

Looking at all this, you know, my heart hurts. The pain makes it difficult for me to breathe.

I can't hide my love for you anymore. I decided to write to you to express my love. After all, those three words let me tell you personally, maybe it will be possible after 10 thousand years.

Before I gave you the letter, I thought that no matter what your answer was, I would face it calmly.

For everyone, I really want to get a satisfactory answer.

And the answer you gave is what I don't want.

I'm not as sad as I thought, because my hunch has told me your answer.

I'm too impulsive to understand and contain. I feel like I'm paying for you aimlessly, and I've been paying, never thinking about what I'll get in return.

Since then, you and I have changed from that confession letter to the most familiar strangers.

The most familiar stranger.

I'm really a little stupid.

Seeing your good friend deliberately dragging you to the toilet, seeing you boys playing together, seeing you buy water for boys playing basketball, and hearing you say that you haven't received the letter, I began to understand that you have changed.

I haven't seen you chatting with your former friends and classmates for a long time. Every time you go home on holiday, you always wait for the bus with Yang. If Yang doesn't go home, you'll have to go home alone.

I know the boy who doesn't play basketball is handsome and tall. However, the harm he brought you, I think, can make you heartache, just like what you gave me. I cannot restrict your freedom. I indulged you too much, but it was myself who got hurt in the end. Maybe it's my fault to indulge you, and my biggest fault is to hurt you.

Although you reject me and hurt me. However, I still like you. I still want to give you a present on your birthday. I still miss you every day.

Even I don't understand why I should be so nice to you. I find that I am really a little stupid, and sometimes I even hate myself.

After a while, I asked my classmates to give me your QQ number. You obviously have my QQ number, but you don't know who I am on QQ.

On the Internet, you asked my name, but I only sent you my last name, and you immediately sent me my name. I'm glad you know it's me. In the process of chatting with you, I feel that you seem very reluctant to talk to me. After a few words, you will be offline. But later I learned that you scolded the person who gave me your QQ number online. I was very angry after listening to it. Don't you?

Do you like talking to me?

Sometimes I meet you face to face on the road. I looked at you, but you turned your head away until you saw me. But why did you do it?

Heartache all night

Summer night, beautiful night sky. I like walking or sitting and chatting with my friends on the playground.

I remember one night, I was sitting on the playground with my friends. I went to buy them snacks and met a familiar figure on the way. I'm sure it must be you, thinking I know your figure.

When I came back, I found you sitting face to face with a boy in the park less than ten meters away from us. It's too dark for me to see the boy's face clearly. Maybe you don't realize I'm not far from you. I can't hear what you are saying, and I don't want to hear it. In the dead of night, I am listening to the song "Absurdity". Can only stare blankly at the vague figure of the two of us.

At that moment, I felt that time passed slowly, maybe it was really a long time.

I sat with my friends for a long time before going back to the dormitory to sleep, but you left early.

Is this my accidental discovery? If it is, I would rather not find it, because it will make me very sad.

Back to the dormitory, I lay in bed, didn't fall asleep, and wanted to cry, but unfortunately I didn't, so I was very restless and didn't sleep all night.

I remembered that song-infatuation is absolute;

Look at you, you and he are in front of me.

Prove that my love is just ignorance

You don't understand my haggard.

This is an experience you will never have.

Pay that kind of sadness for you

You'll never understand.

Why should I force myself to fall in love with you?

You are pushing me back.

Close the door and count my tears silently.

Knowing that letting you leave his world

It's impossible.

I'm still waiting for a miracle.

Until that day, you will find that

People who really love you are lonely in this sadness.

Once I thought ...

Confession ending

Everything you bring me, I always bear it silently. I remember those beautiful photos, your smile and your figure when I was with you.

I still love you silently. But now, even talking to you seems to be a luxury in my life.

Ending with the best wishes, just like a happy reunion on TV, I hope we can go back to the past.

Others say that loving someone is an emotion, and liking someone is a mood. They give you real feelings, but what you get is a heartbreaking mood.