Don’t love too deeply until your sure that the other person loves you with the same depth. Because the depth of your love is the depth of your wound tomorrow.” I read this valuable writing somewhere and was astonished, how a thought can match someone’s life exactly like this. Today I am going to share my incomplete love story. I had a very painful past regarding my love. I trusted a completely wrong person in a complete wrong time. I was completely shattered by him. Anyway, after that time I thought that, love is a big NO for me. I considered of being a single as a blessing, because it is far much better that betrayal. I admitted into university, finished my 1st year without any trouble. But I always felt alone. I always feel for someone with whom I can share my difficulties. By hearing that, anyone will say, “Share with your parents.’ But sometimes, even parents can’t set everything right. Sometimes, you need someone of your age to tell u what’s right or wrong. I felt a blank a hole inside me, trying to tear me apart. I would always hold a smile in my face, but I could feel the loneliness. Not that, I was desperate, but it is human nature, when you see everybody around you to be with somebody, your mind also wishes that. 2nd year, 1st semester I found that somebody. Actually, I have met him before, but was unable to discover himself as my “somebody”. In Economics class, 2nd year I made some friends. We enjoyed talked, discussed studies, shared exam materials, together. I felt myself , “Me” around them. But among them, there was a guy, Adam, who tore my life upside down. I was about to break promise, what I once made with myself about falling in love. I liked him. He was not like other guys. He was more of a care-free ,wild type. He was friendly, but there was something about him which made me feel for him much more. When I started feeling for him, he was already engaged with somebody else. That ached me, but I didn’t care much about that, because I was not ready to break my promise. But someday after, he told me that, he broke up with her. He was devastated, and I was too by seeing him get hurt. I couldn’t do anything for him. He was getting hurt and so was I. But after someday we began to chat and I started feel for him even more. We talked, and talked and I got deeper and deeper in love. Anyway, I love Adam. My first love was nothing considered to this one. There is no commitment, no promise, no “I love u, do u love me,” kind of thing, I don’t know whether he feels for me or not, but I love him. My love for him is unconditional, I hope every day, that he would say something about his feelings towards me, I dream of him every night, and I get hurt every-day, about knowing the possibilities of not happening anything between us. But I love him unconditionally, and I will wait for him to say ‘yes’. I will wish for that day to come, when we say together, “Till death do us part.”