![]() A Love StoryA Story by Serenitea![]() A short story; he was ready to give her the world. But she just wasn't ready to accept it.![]() a based on a true story
She likes ice cream and parties and confident boys. I like dark chocolate and music and insecure girls. She tells me she wants to find her prince charming one day and how he’s going to have blonde hair and green eyes and a good sense of humor. I want to tell her that if she'd let me, I could be her prince charming. But I don’t because I'm not confident. And I don’t have blonde hair or green eyes or a good sense of humor. She insists on going places with me. I always tag along, fingers crossed, hoping that she’ll fall in love with me the way I have with her. But she never does. One day, she meets a boy. And it turns out, he loves ice cream and going to parties and is very confident, just like her. He has green eyes and blonde hair and her heart. She tells me she’s been waiting for him her entire life. And it makes me sad. So I tell her I'm going away. But instead of crying and begging me to stay, like I had hoped, she tells me to keep in touch. Three words: keep in touch. Keep in touch"as if our four years, seven months, three minutes, and twenty seven seconds together meant absolutely nothing to her. Angry and completely in love, I let her go. Two years later, I meet her again. And she’s changed. She’s not so secure anymore. She’s heartbroken and falling apart and disappointed. And I've changed too. But unlike her, I’m alive. I'm in love and I'm happy and I'm content. And when she tells me how much she’s missed me, I tell her I’ve missed her too. But things are different now. Because I’m laughing and smiling and having the time of my life. And for the first time in my life, she isn’t the reason anymore. © 2013 SereniteaAuthor's Note
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