𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
"Oh my god! I'm so happy for you", I squealed with a laugh, looking at the diamond ring that shined under the ray of sunlight. Almost as if mocking me that it was never going to sit on my finger. I looked up at him with the same facade. He grinned, closing the box just like how she closed his heart before I could enter.
I knew he was not mine from the moment his gaze landed on her. Their eyes showed it. But somewhere I was holding onto a lose thread of hope that I would be his person. Alas, I was a fool.
"She's here", he grinned, running off to embrace her in his warm hug. My favourite place. The further he went I felt there was no longer a need to hold up the smile on my face. However, as the curve dropped, so did the lone tear I had been trying so desperately to hold back. I watched as the scene unfolded before my eyes. It was exactly how I imagined it to be. Just me in place of her.
How beautiful, the beginning of her love story and the ending of mine. Right person wrong time, they said. But I have been with him his whole life then how could it be a wrong time. We learned to talk together, we learned to walk together, we learned the world together but I guess we didn't learn to love together.
I tried to be hostile towards her but I couldn't no matter how much I wanted to. Because I could see the way he laughs and talks in her presence. She kept him happy. I thought he was happy until I felt the burst of radiance in him after she entered his life.
She gained a life partner today but I lost mine. He would be the 'love of her life' but he would forever be the 'loss of my life'.
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It's definitely not the best work out there but I'm proud of myself for being able to display an emotion I've never felt before.
Can anyone relate to the POV?
-dd
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𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
PoetryDigital Diary. Includes POVs, small write ups and poetry I've done.