Shailene. . .
Its been a full day of adventure and things. We visited a couple of famous monuments like The Sky Tower. The Sky Tower is beautiful. I took a few shots of it from below.
"Oh look, full moon!" I exclaim looking up from the car window.
We're driving to the beach.
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I watch as the wind blows my hair and I put my hand on Ansel's lap beside me. He tucks a fallen flower behind my ear. I turn my head to face him and smile.
"You look beautiful." He says softly, not daring to disturb the peace.
"Thank you." I whisper back. "You look handsome." I say and laugh a little.
He laughs a little too.
"Come here!" I say and engulf him in a big hug, which he is still too tall for. His arms are muscular from basketball. I let my hands slight down his arms and grab his by his wrists.
"I love you." He says and my heart leaps a little. "You're my best friend." I feel a little bit dissapointed but I shrug it off.
"I love you back." I say.
"It still hurts a little." He says softly.
I place my hand on his heart. "I know, but you'll live, big guy."
"But I've moved on. I'm ready to love. I'm ready to really love." He says softly, bearly audible.
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I open my eyes to a sound of sniffing and soft sobbing. Slowly, I crane my neck to see Ansel with his head down on the steering wheel and shoulders heaving.
Ansel's phone is on the dashboard and his hand is tightly clutching a peice of paper. As I move from my position slowly, with the street lights illuminating the paper, I notice that it is a photograph. Its a photograph of a dog, a big brown one. I also notice Violetta, who is pretending to sit on the dog. She has an ear to ear grin on her face.
It still hurts a little.
Ansels words turn around in my head. As I sit back down, I know it doesn't hurt a little, it hurts a lot. Too much for him. I know that he's not ready to really love yet. Not the way I love him. He can't love me back like that. He'll never be able to. There is nothing for us. I should stop my feelings for him. It will only hurt both of us more. He still loves Violetta too much.
