When I was
eighteen years old. I had a very disappointed love a girl in Phnom Penh. I was
an undergraduate at the university, and I have ever had love. One day, there
was a girl named Sorphear, a friend of my sister, called me. We got to know
each other, and we always chat happily through telephone. She was a very
beautiful girl, and she always told me about her own stories. Two months later,
we were fallen in love. She told me she loved me very much, and she said her
life could not happy without me. I felt pity on her also we promised to get
married after I graduated. We frequently have nice time together; ate out in a
restaurant, bought clothes at supermarket, took photos with traditional
clothes. We pledged we would not betray to each other. We were very excited at
that time. She always cared of me. However, three months later, everything
changed. She stopped caring me, and told me to leave her life. Also, she
frequently hurt my feeling by walking with other guy in front of me. I was
broken heart, and sometimes wanted to kill oneself because my first love was
damaged. I could not stand with that, and I went to study abroad. A few years
later, I heard that she was died of heart attack. Sorphear told my sister that
she wanted to study in the US, and the guy walking with her was her cousin, while
she was hurting my feeling, she was in a serious disease. I was very
disappointed, and his love still living in my mind.
Written By Saren Chem, MBA
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