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"FIRST LOVE NEVER DIES"
" BUT TRUE LOVE CAN BURY IT ALIVE"
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Author : university of the philippines achievers ( kurt, gabriele, isabelle, dennielle, alvin, joshua)
I was born in a small town in the west coast When i was little, I love to play outside at the backyard of our house. One day, i met a boy who lives just next door. Their backyard and ours were seperated by a huge fence made from big old logs. I never realized, at that time, that fence would hold something special. back then, whenever we were free, we would play by the fence and talk all day. We were so happy and carefree
We went to the same school in grade school up until highschool but we have never been classmates. After class, we would go home togheter then spend the rest of thw afternoon talking and playing by the fence.
I thought it would always be like that but it ended sooner that I expected. His parents wanted him go to college in New York. So after graduating from highschool we had no choice but to part ways.
I went a university in the nearby city and he flew to New York and studied college there. We lost communication all throughout college days.
After college, I found a job in LA. i still had no news about him. Until one day, I received a letter. It was an invitation to his wedding. He said he had found a decent job and had been doing great with his life. He was happy, He met a girl and she was then having their child. He also said it would be the best wedding gift for him to see me present in their wedding ceremony.
At that moment, I couldn't bring myself to be happy for him. Somehow, deep insie, it hurt However, I still decided to go. I wanted to see him again, to see how much he had changed I wanted to see his dark brows, gleaming eyes, and his beautiful smile.
I booked a flight to New York During trip, I was convincing myself to be happy for him-- happy that he still remembered me, happy that he invited me to this very special occasion.
..Happy that he was going to get married..
At the wedding venue, when he first saw me, he approached and hugged me.
He said he couldn't ask for more that seeing me there. After the wedding, he introduced me to his wife and son. I couldn't let him see me hurting inside. He looked so happy that time. And so i was contented with that..
..Or so I thought..
He invited me to ance an i couldn't refuse. Finally, I was able to get so close to him even just for a short while. At that moment, I wished that iwas the one he married. I wished that i was the one wearing the wedding gown. the one being spoken to with his wedding vows..
..The one with ring..
I went back to California and continued my life there, After 2 years, I received a letter from him again. He said he wanted to meet me by the fence where we usually play when we were kids. He gave a date and time when we would meet
So without second thoughts, I went back home to the small town where we grew up. The place didn't changed that much.
On the date that he said. I was waiting for him by the fence. 4pm was what he said but he never come.
After a few weeks, I received another letter. This time, from his wife. She said his husband died in a car accident I was shocked. That night..
..I cried the loudest cry i have ever made.. but no one can hear it but me..
I flew to New York the next day and stayed there for a several weeks. I was there in the burial up until the reading of his last will. All his properties and investments went to his family. He left me with only his diary.
During the flight back to California. I was reading his diary. I read how their family managed to put up a company and later struggled to keep it from bankruptcy. He wrote how he was forced by his father to marry a woman who was a heiress of a rich family and that this wedding would save their company. He wrote how he never really loved his wife and that it was an accident that he got her pregnant after doing it with her intoxicated from party he couldn't remember. He wrote how they often fight and almost got divorced. and how he wished at the time he was dancing with me that it was our wedding.
On the last entry, It was dated on the same date that we were supposed to meet, he wrote howain and that he bought a new car just for me which he would be driving from the airport to our meeting palce.
It was his gift to me.
I never got to see the car.
Nor did i never get to see him again..alive..by the fence...
The last line he wrote was:
"Today, I am going to meet her again. Today, i will tell her I love her"
Whenever i go back to the fence where all our memories started, I could only recall the beautiful things we shared, I could see his silhoutte reaching out to me especially during dust but I know he won't be coming back. There is no going back I regretted everything I didn't do if only there was another chance, I would tell him i love him just taht will do.
