Life's Gifts, and Tendancy to Take Them Away

I have no idea what to call this. And that's exactly how I felt about my relationship with someone, I had no idea what to call it, or how to define it. I guess that's the great thing about love right? It shows up in so many forms, but it always makes sure that it's identified, even if its not defined.

Alright, back to the point.

I laid my eyes on her, and didn't think she was anything special... But she wasn't ordinary either. She was a big.. Scratch that, she was a galaxy sized ball of energy. Always hyper and always yapping her mouth off. When I first laid eyes on her, she didn't seem girlfriend material, and she was a big no no... Of course, that was only for the time being. Actually it was for 2 years.

Then came 10th grade. The year, in India that most people feel is the year that changes them completely, it's the year that, apparently, dictates your whole future. Clearly people haven't heard of 'start ups' here.

Again, I'm trailing off my path, where was I?

Right, so 10th grade. We actually spoke for the first time! And here I have to say that it was all down to Facebook. Non of this would've have happened without it.

It was all casual stuff, nothing out of the ordinary.... But then she said that she's feeling terrible. And that was it, that was the point where I felt like I had to take the stand and be a good friend. Being from a different country, I knew how hard it was to find someone that could really understand you, and not judge you. My hand, shoulder, mind and soul were hers for those few hours.. We spoke about our problems and how we just felt like running away from everything. It was pure happiness that I felt that day. And that's probably when I realized that she was not completely crazy.. That she had problems and those problems were probably the reason for all the craziness!

Anyway, we got to talking quite often, and she seemed it have this new glow to her. I have no idea if this was psychological illusion but either way, she became prettier. And finally, after thinking about it, one night, while I was in my grandmothers house, I asked her if she wanted to go out.. She did not answer right away.

And I hate it when people keep me waiting for answers for such 'on the edge' questions.

After, I think two days of awkwardness, she finally said yes.

There was a week of bliss, and that week is unforgettable. I was so happy all the time and she seemed to be the new light that helped me see things in different ways. She was the only person that accepted me for who I am, and didn't ask me to change in any way... She was the one person that I could go to when I needed help, and I could tell her anything. I could tell her that I eat people, which I don't, and be confident that she wouldn't judge me. That's a rare quality, and you don't find that in most people anymore. And she had this smile... I can never forget that smile... It was tender, and genuine, and always made me feel, loved.

Anyway, I don't wanna talk about how, or why we had to end this, what seems to be, perfect relationship... But what i do want to tell you, is that some relationships, can't be broken. We're still friends, we still talk, and have a great deal of feelings towards her.. But, because of whatever complications, we can't really be, a thing.... At least for now...

But hey! Life's not simple right? But in the end, most of us find a happy ending, regardless of how unhappy the middle is..

Hmm...

Reading back through this, it's very random.. Oops :P I'll try and do better next time :P Comments appreciated.

Thanks :D