You're Beautiful

AN

Hey guys! So one day at work this story just popped into my head, and I've been itching to write it ever since. Although this is not exactly how i imagined it would turn out,  I'm pleased with the result.

Thanks for reading this,  you lovely person. Remeber, you're beautiful.
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"Emma!" I heard someone calling out from down the street.

'I hope it's James' I thought. Soon after, I had chastise myself for such thoughts. I couldn't think like that. Even though James was amazing, I just couldn't think like that. He had been in my friend group for years, and I had liked him for almost as long.

He was just so perfect.  He was a gentleman in the finest sense of the word. When he would pick me up for whatever it may be, he would always walk to my front porch and knock, like a proper man. He would open the car door for me and compliment me. Not that I took it too much to heart, for I was far too certain that  I was undeserving of such kind words.

But alas, he did that for all the girls. He made everyone feel included and cared for, whether they be male or female. I had just wished that he could make me feel loved in a romatical sense.

'Oh stop it Emma!  He's never going to love you!' I had reminded myself yet again.

At that moment, the source of the voice I had heard was revealed. It was James! 'Why is my heart beating faster? Oh no. This is not good. I'm supposed to be getting over him! Oh goodness no!' I had thought.

"... today" I had heard James mumble, while sporting a cute blush. "I'm sorry, what was that...?" I had asked him, embarrassed.

"Oh nothing really." Alrighty then...

Just then, I had saw the cutest couple I had ever seen. They were adorable! While they were probably in their seventies, one would never guess with the way they interact with each other.

The old man was whispering sweet things into the lady's ear. She would just giggle and give him a peck on the lips. Oh! And the way he looks at her, like she is his sole reason for being happy, I had want to be looked at like that someday.

I sighed longingly at the two, and as James heard this he followed my gaze. As he saw what I was looking at, he looked back to me questioningly.

"I just... I want that." I had said with a slight blush on my cheeks. 'I want to still be as much if not more in love with my husband when I'm seventy then when we get married. I want someone to love me for who I am. I want someone to tell me I'm beautiful and actually believe it. I want it. I want all they have... with you.' I had thought to myself. Or so I had thought.

He looked at me like he never had before

Just then I had realized that I must have said that monologue out loud.

OH. MY. GOLLY. G. WHIZZ.

He had just heard me say all those things. All the things I wanted to have with him. To do with him. Oh gosh. I need to leave

"James, I'm sorry!" I said as tears began to fill my eyes as they were cast downward. "I didn't mean to say that. I just have to ruin everything!" I said berating myself. I looked up to him and asked him, begged him, "James please! Please don't let this affect our friendship. Don't leave me James. Please!"

He just stood there unmoving. Dejected, I turned around and started walking away, but not before one last glance.

What I saw shocked me. It was James,  with tears in his eyes looking at me like the old man was looking at his wife. Like I was his source for happiness.

He slowly walked towards me and whispered, "You, Emma Long are the most beautiful, gorgeous human being I have ever set eyes on."

Never before had I ever believed someone when they complimented me. I just thought it was out of pity. But I realised then, that James never complimented me out of pity. Only out of true sincerity. He truly believed it.

And for the first time, I did too.

As I had looked into his eyes with awe, he gently rested his hands on my face, and pulled me closer.

"You're beautiful. You're beautiful and I love you." He kissed me then. It was soft and gentle, but it showed all his sincerity. All his love. All his desire.

In that moment I knew that someday I would marry this man. I knew that we would spend eternity together, and we would raise a happy family just the two of us.

"I love you" I said in between kisses. "I love you so much."
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That was over 60 years ago, when we were at the young age of 22. Me and my sweet James were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple within the year, and it has been 3 years since he passed away. I miss him dearly each and every day. But do not fret,  for I will soon join him in heaven. Throughout our lifetimes, we were blessed with 4 beautiful, loving children, 16 grandchildren,  and 5 great grandchildren. I shall miss them all so much, but I know I will be able to watch over them from above. My James is waiting and I shall see him soon.

THE END