They call it Gazebo, I call it Sanctuary (Funny and Yet Sweet Story II)
Dear Abon and Fisda, Here's the second and last part of my story. Since that day, we started communicating through text. And sometimes we call each other. I couldn't help blushing whenever I get to hear her. Whenever I sees her in campus, I'm still nervous to be near her. Or even say "hi" to her. I don't know, maybe I'm still a torpe. There were instances that we crossed paths, but I hesitated to say hi. But, I had to be brave. I must face my fears. Although, she's not the one I feared, but something else. I feared of hurting her or being hurt. But it's part of our lives. It was September 14, 2010. I really had to meet her in person. Our friendship should be somewhat, formal. Yes, it happened in the Gazebo area again. But it wasn't planned at all. I was conversing with my friend, since I saw him near the "Bro" benches. When I was about to sit down, EGAD! She's sitting behind us. I mean, meters away from us, but hence...