Loves Brittle Heart....

Part two:

People say that it's something extra ordinary and that it's fate that I've been given a second chance... A new beginning. They say the moment you're ready to quit is usually the moment right before a miracle happens..... And Ely was exactly that. He was my rare opportunity to live to have something to hold onto. He gave me hope.

Ely is your typical teen boy who is at the top of the class and not to mention a total flirt. But there's something about him that I don't think anyone else sees.... He seems scared and alone sometimes even though he puts on a big front and has lots of friends. Inside he's just like me which is kind of ironic when a part of his heart is 'inside' me. His group of friends I guess consists of the obvious stereotypical popular kids. Catherine a beautiful blonde with big blue eyes along with her friends Jane and Alice. Then there's Brody, Ely's best friend  of course also extremely good looking with his loose black and bristly hair.

And now we come to Ely.... he had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks, the kind of smile that made you go weak in the knees and made you blush, which of corse was a dead give away. There's just something so natural about him, his eyes a soft brown a mix of honey and tints of copper, framed by strong arched brows and a perfectly ridged but round nose, not to mention the subtle freckles that lined across his cheeks and nose. He was of ideal height, It's as if god made him just to spoil these eyes with the help of his thick and lustrous chocolate brown hair that always blew freely with the wind. He's perfectly structured and perfectly beautiful....

I could go on about him, how I really wish I could always be in his company and make him see that I'm not so different... I just don't think he realises me. I guess sometimes I do wonder, do I only love him because I have a piece of his heart or is it that I got a piece of his heart because I love him.

Eddie can sometimes gives me a lot of stick for it but I know he's just messing around. He normally gets a bit distant whenever it comes to the subject of Ely... I guess it's just because we're really close, we're practically the same person. It was mostly at his house were we hung out as kids, the days when we would sit on the garden swings and our feet hardly touching the floor. Eddie has always had the same ruff and tumble sort of hair, actually rather nerdy but cute at the same time, a nicely structured face and his little round glasses that sat securely on the bridge of his nose. I do love Eddie, but always as a close friend, I think It was always the mischief that bonded us so tightly together.

I haven't really seen him this weekend, but tomorrow is the first day back after the summer holiday so I'll see him then ....

And Ely.