Short 
                              Stories About Love
                              Tree, Leaf and Wind
                            
                                
                                 
                                 
                                
                            
                             
                            Tree 
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                            The reason I'm called Tree is because I'm good 
                              at painting trees. Over time, I started to use a 
                              tree on the right hand corner as a trademark for 
                              all my watercolor paintings. I dated five girls 
                              when I was in Pre-University. There's one girl whom 
                              I really love a lot. However, I never dared to woo 
                              her. She doesn't have a pretty face, a good figure 
                              or outstanding charm. She is just a very ordinary 
                              girl. 
                            I like her. I really like her. I like her innocence. 
                              I like her frankness. I like her cuteness. I like 
                              her intelligence and her fragility. The reason why 
                              I did not woo her is because I felt somebody so 
                              ordinary like her is not a good match for me. I'm 
                              afraid that all the good feelings I have for her 
                              will vanish after we get together. I'm also afraid 
                              that the gossips that follow after we get together 
                              will hurt her. I felt that if she's meant to be 
                              my girl, she will be mine ultimately and I don't 
                              have to give up everything just for her. The last 
                              reason made her accompany me for three years. She 
                              watched me go after different girls as I made her 
                              heart cry for three years. 
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                            She bumped into us when I was kissing my second 
                              girlfriend. She was embarrassed but managed to smile 
                              and urged us to continue before running off. Her 
                              eyes were swollen like walnuts the next day. I pretended 
                              not to know what caused her tears but laughed at 
                              her for her swollen eyes for the whole day. She 
                              cried alone in the classroom after everyone left 
                              for home. She didn't notice me returning from soccer 
                              training to get something from the classroom. I 
                              watched her cry for an hour or so. 
                            My fourth girlfriend didn't like her. They once 
                              got into a quarrel. Based on her character, I know 
                              she's not the type that will start the quarrel. 
                              However, I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted 
                              at her and her eyes were filled with shock. I didn't 
                              care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. 
                              In spite of the incident, she still continued laughing 
                              and joking with me like nothing has ever happened 
                              the next day. I know that she's very hurt but she 
                              didn't know that my heartache is as bad as hers. 
                            
                            I asked her out when I broke up with my fifth girlfriend. 
                              After going out for a day, I told her that I have 
                              something to tell her. Coincidentally, she told 
                              me that she has something to tell me too. I told 
                              her about my break up and she told me about her 
                              new boyfriend. I know her new boyfriend. He has 
                              been pursing her for a while. He is a very cute 
                              guy full of energy, lively and interesting. His 
                              pursuit has been the talk of the school. 
                            I can't show her how much my heart aches but can 
                              only smile and congratulate her. When I reached 
                              home, the heartache was so strong that I couldn't 
                              tolerate it. It's like a heavy rock on my chest. 
                              I couldn't breathe. I wanted to shout but I couldn't. 
                              Tears rolled down my cheeks and I broke down and 
                              cried. At that point of time, I thought about the 
                              number of times I had seen her cry for the man that 
                              didn't acknowledge her presence. 
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                            During graduation, I read a sms in my hand phone. 
                              It was sent ten days ago when I broke down and cried. 
                              I haven't read it since then. 
                            It says, "Leaf’s departure is because 
                              of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her 
                              to stay." 
                            Leaf 
                              =====
                            During Pre-University days, I like to collect leaves. 
                              Why? Because I felt that it takes a lot of courage 
                              for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying 
                              on for so long. During the three years of Pre-University, 
                              I was on very close terms with a guy. We were not 
                              in a relationship but were best buddies. However, 
                              when he had his first girlfriend, I learned to develop 
                              a new feeling I should never have learned - Jealousy. 
                              The sourness in the heart can't be described by 
                              using a lemon. It felt like a hundred rotten sour 
                              lemons. It was sourness at the extreme limit. They 
                              were only together for two months. When they broke 
                              up, I hid my strong sense of happiness. It was short 
                              lived as he got together with another girl within 
                              a month’s time. 
                            I like him and I know he likes me. However, why 
                              won't he pursue me? Since he loves me, why didn't 
                              he make the first move? Whenever he has a new girlfriend, 
                              my heart will hurt. Time after time, my heart was 
                              hurt. I started to suspect that this is a one-sided 
                              love. If he doesn't like me, why does he treat me 
                              so well? He’s niceness is beyond what you 
                              will normally do for a friend. Liking a person is 
                              very heart wrenching. I know his likes and his habits 
                              but I can never figure out his feelings towards 
                              me. You can't expect me to confront him right? 
                            Despite that, I still want to be by his side. I 
                              wanted to care for him, accompany him and love him. 
                              I hoped that one fine day, he will love me. It's 
                              like waiting for his phone call every night and 
                              waiting for him to sms me. I know that no matter 
                              how busy he is, he will make time for me. Hence, 
                              I waited for him. The three years were the hardest 
                              to go through and I really wanted to give up. Sometimes, 
                              I wonder if I should continue waiting. The pain, 
                              the hurt and dilemma accompanied me for three years. 
                            
                            At the end of my third year, a second year junior 
                              started to pursue after me. He pursues me relentlessly 
                              everyday. It came to a point where my feelings towards 
                              him changed from outright rejection to being willing 
                              to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's 
                              like a warm and gentle wind, trying to blow a Leaf 
                              away from the Tree. In the end, I realized that 
                              I didn't want to give this wind only a small footing 
                              in my heart. I know this Wind will bring this badly 
                              battered Leaf far away to a better land. Finally, 
                              I left Tree but Tree only smiled and didn't ask 
                              me to stay. 
                            Leaf’s departure is because of Wind pursuit. 
                              Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay. 
                            Wind 
                              ===== 
                            I like a girl called Leaf. I have to be a gust 
                              wind as she's too dependent on Tree. A Wind that 
                              will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 
                              one month after I transferred to the new school. 
                              I saw a petite person looking at my seniors and 
                              me playing soccer. She will always be sitting there 
                              during our soccer practise looking at him regardless 
                              if she’s alone or with friends. There's jealousy 
                              in her eyes when he talks with other girls. There's 
                              a smile in her eyes when he looks at her. It became 
                              my habit to look at her just like how she likes 
                              to look at him. 
                            One day, she didn't appear. I felt something was 
                              amiss. I couldn't explain the feeling except that 
                              it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior wasn’t 
                              there as well. I hid outside their classroom and 
                              saw my senior scolding her. He left her with tears 
                              in her eyes. I saw her at her usual place looking 
                              at him the next day. I walked over and smiled at 
                              her. I took out a note and gave it to her. She was 
                              surprised. She smiled and looked at me before accepting 
                              the note. 
                            She passed me another note and left the next day. 
                              
                              Wind couldn't blow her away because Leaf's heart 
                              is too heavy.
                            It's not that Leaf’s heart is too heavy. 
                              It is because Leaf never wanted to leave Tree 
                              I replied her note with this statement and she started 
                              to accept me slowly. 
                            She talked to me, accepted my presents and phone 
                              calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. 
                              However, I kept up my perseverance as I believe 
                              that one day I will make her like me. Within four 
                              months, I have declared my love for her no less 
                              than twenty times. Every time, she will divert the 
                              topic away. Nevertheless, I never give up. I decided 
                              that if I want her to be mine, I will definitely 
                              use all means to win her over. I can't remember 
                              how many times I declared my love to her. Although 
                              I know she will try to divert the topic away, I 
                              still bear a small ray of hope every time as I hope 
                              that she will agree to be my girlfriend. 
                            During my last declaration of love for her, I didn't 
                              hear any reply from her over the phone. 
                              I asked, "What are you doing? Why didn't you 
                              reply my proposal?" 
                              She said, "I'm nodding my head." 
                              "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. 
                              "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. 
                              
                              I hung up the phone, dressed up quickly and rushed 
                              to her place in a taxi. I hugged her tightly the 
                              moment when she opened her door. 
                            Leaf’s departure is because of Wind pursuit. 
                              Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay. 
                             
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