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SomaliNet Forum (Archive): Somali Women's Forum: Archive (Before Mar. 13, 2001): I like a girl but she is al ready with some one else.

Anonymous	Friday, March 02, 2001 - 05:24 pm Yo bro & sis, I like a girl more than my self but the problem is she is with a other guy, and guess what he cheated her al da time but she don't realize that, but any way I neeed some one to tell me how to get that girl. Can some one please tell me how can I make her like me more than him. And evan he ain't cuter than me, but he is reech and show off, and I am puur as faqiir. so plz jus tel me some thing brothaz and sistaz. peace out yo
guuleed	Sunday, March 04, 2001 - 11:49 am sorry u can't leave her and move on u may try hard but love doesn't work that way. the same thing happened to me bro. and I moved on that is the best if she likes you she will come to you. so take care bro guuleed
UkMan9	Monday, March 05, 2001 - 02:25 pm Hey Anonymous it hurts deep in side to see ur love one hugging someone else and there is nothing u can do about it. I hate that feeling if u know what I mean... Long ago I have fallen in love with my best friends girl damn hurts man. I could not tell her and it was hard to hide my feelings damn it was really bad.... Her hair whips in her face in the breeze. Her eyes glisten at me. I look deep into them, and sigh. She smirks at me and walks away. Without a simple hello. I stand in pain. She walks to her lover. I weep in painful tears. The next day. Today I thought it would be different. I thought I'd tell her what I have felt for her. Ever since. She said that one word. 'Hi!' My body quivered. I was struck by lightning called love. But she was too far away from my touch. My words means nothing. My heart means friendship. My pride is cracked, but not full broken. My dignity is cut, but isn't bleeding. My love is lost. Hers is found. She is my princess. And his girl. My friend. His lover. My dream. His reality.
ADVISOR	Tuesday, March 06, 2001 - 01:35 am BROTHER THAT WAS WONDERFUL YET DREADFUL. U SEEM TO BE A SWEETHEART! KEEP UP THE LOVE FOR THE SISTERS. UNLIKE THOSE INDECENT SOMALI BOYS AROUND THESE DAYS!