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If you've read my previous post with the poems, then you should know what this one is. XD Yep! Short stories! I'll be posting a few more when I get on the desktop computer, but for now you're stuck with jus these two!
From the Future to the Past, I have always Loved You
Although you may not have realized it, but we met a very long time ago. Even though we were both young, I never forgot about you.
We were only children back then. Old enough to learn about the word love yet too young to know the true meaning behind it. Still, I like to think that back then, even as a child, I had felt that imaginary word in my heart.
Then, many years passed us by. You had moved away and I still remained here, standing in the sandbox alone, but slowly I grew older and those childhood memories began to fade away as my teenage years began and I created new memories with new people.
It was on a rainy day, not long after school had started, that we met again. Your brown eyes that looked at me, your blonde hair that lay plastered against your pale skin as the rain soaked through your clothing. Those eyes I looked at seemed empty. Perhaps you too, like me, had forgotten those memories from back then, those promises as children we swore we would keep.
“You’re soaked…” I murmured yet you did not reply and instead, looked at me as though I were a stranger before you walked away in the pouring rain.
I had felt something in my heart… It hurt.
Was this love?
Was this pain I felt suppose to be wondrous?
That night, I could not sleep.
The next time we met, we were both older, both had careers, both had our own lives away from family. You had changed so much. You’re eyes were no longer lifeless and me… My heart had become empty. If it had not been for my clumsiness, you would not have even noticed me.
“You should watch were you’re going.” I heard his low yet sweet voice ring into my ear as his large, warm hands held onto my arms, keeping me from falling to the cold cement that shined like the starts in the dark sky. I felt embarrassed that in front of him… in front of my first love, I had been clumsy enough to trip over my own foot yet, I was also saddened by the fact that he did not remember me nor the years we spent together.
I watched as he began to walk away, began to leave my life for the third time. This man who was not a stranger yet, was no longer a person I knew… He had captured my heart without me ever realizing it and had been holding onto it for so long that I no longer knew how to love unless he standing in front of me.
I could not imagine when the next time we would meet would approach me again, and if it had, would fate allow me another chance?
“Wait!” I yelled as he stopped on the sidewalk and turned to look at me. There was no recollection in his eyes.
There was nothing.
“It’s me… don’t you remember?” I asked, hoping, almost pleading for a simple word to leave his mouth, but as he looked at me, I realized… I would not receive the answer I had hoped for.
“I’m sorry… I don’t know you.” he told me and I cried.
“It’s me. It’s Emily… We were childhood friends… You were… You were the boy I use to play with so many years ago…” I confessed yet I was only met again with those eyes that did not remember me, and suddenly, as though we had been thrown back into the past, I looked at the young boy, the child who stood above me with a worried face as he called out my name repeatedly.
“Emily! Emily!!” he said once more as I blinked away the drowsiness I felt. “Are you okay?” he asked me and as I looked around, I found I was lying on the ground, the swing still moving back and forth in front of me. “My head… kinda hurts.” I told him, my small childish hand reaching back to rub the side of my head as I slowly sat up and looked at him… looked at you. “Come on, I’ll take you to aunty.” you said as your small hand reached out towards me and without a second thought, I grabbed onto it.
Perhaps back then I had been given a glimpse of my future, a future without you. Perhaps it was fate that had warned me of such a lonely and sorrowful life that I would’ve led if back then, I had not told you of my true feelings. Whatever it was that had happened when I was a child, I am grateful for it.
As we grew older, we kept in touch even when you and your family had moved away and when you had returned, older and more grown up, we had started to date.
We did not live in a world where your eyes did not look at me. We lived in a world were we were together...
We’re now happily married with a son and another on the way.
I love you more and more each day and I’m so grateful that when I look into your eyes, I see only my reflection in them.
My Letter of Love
Back then, I had always watched you from afar. You were a third year high school student, and I had only entered my first year, still… at the entrance ceremony when I had lost my way, you looked upon me with a kind smile and offered your hand without even knowing my name. Your hazel eyes, your dark brown hair that fell slightly into them… Your soft expression I shall never forget.
This unrequited love, this feeling I keep bottled inside me only grows everyday that I see you, yet… a fear of rejection keeps me from saying a word.
What can I do to make your eyes look my way…? What should I say to make your gaze fall upon me once more…?
Although I know that if I continue to say nothing, someone else will take the place beside you that I so desperately wish for… Although I know that I may lose you to another, no matter how hard I try, no words will leave my lips when I think of you…
All I can do now, is write you this simple letter and hope that my feelings that are flowing out through me with the help of this pen, can reach your heart. Even if I am only dreaming, I want you to know that you are the person I most cherish.
No matter your reply… I will always wish you happiness because… I love you…
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 Amelia Graywaters · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 06:53pm · 0 Comments |
