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He looked at her like she was his world. He looked at her like he used to look at me, he looked at her like she was his forever.

I walk down the aisle, wishing I was the bride, but I wasn't and I had to accept that. I was the bridesmaid, nothing more nothing less.

I stand waiting for her to come out and she does, looking as beautiful as ever. His eyes follow her figure, their eyes meet and they smile at each other and in that moment I knew. In that moment I accepted.

He was never mine.

He was hers.

He was hers and she was his for eternity.

I also knew their love was everything I wanted ours to be.

I smiled and looked down trying to control my tears.

I somehow knew that I wouldn't be the same.

I still am not. It's been two years. They're happily married and have a kid.

But I've been working on myself.

I'm happy and that's all that matters really.

I still wish that I have someone to love though, but it's alright. It just takes time for some people.

It's been 4 years. I'm in a cafe writing this. I decided that every two years, I would keep a note of everything that has been happening. I'm still not over him but the feeling that I had whenever I was near him is slowly fading away. They have two kids now and even though they're not having the best times of their married life I'm sure they'll find a way to—

"Hey can I sit here?"

I look up and see a guy with spiky red hair.

His eyes and presence hold something so familiar.

So, so familiar, that I almost ask him if we know each other, but I don't.

Instead, I say yes and he sits opposite to me.

"I'm Tendou Satori, and you are?"

"I'm Y/N L/N. Nice to meet you"

"Likewise"

We work in silence and after a while, I get up to go but get a sudden, desperate urge to look at him again, like I want to memorize every single part of him. I glance at him for the last time, and walk out.

But little did I know, we would meet again.

At a bridge, when he was at the peak of giving up. I would save him, and he would save me.

We would continue to do that, till the time he died in my arms, at the age of 76 due to cancer.

His last words to me were "I saved you, and you saved me, remember that."

I would remember it. I would remember it for eternity if I had to.

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