A promise

Lately, there is something that bothers me. I have been thinking that that things shouldn't happened in this way. Almost exactly one semester ago, i started it but ended up in miserably. Whenever i see her, there is a mixed feeling inside me. Whatever feeling is it, i can assure you it is not hatred. A promise i made yester year is still the promise i will do today. I'll wait you until end of this semester. It is not my decision to wait you. I'm just a slave of my own heart. And pls do not give me any hope if the miracle is not happening...