there was a girl , to whom i always disturb alot. but one day she was uncomfortable with her dress i can say by looking at her face . she try to hide but i understand . that day i never say a word to her, but i put my bag up to the table , and hide her back . she understand why i am doing this. but i want to tell her that today is last day , of my with her. i want to say, i like her. but my one of friend , really love her. so, i never tell her but, today also i wonder what would happen next day, if i meet her. i still ask about her to my friends but i can not say that i love her. so , i alway care about her. i just want to know, how are she. a girl.